I started playing with and kissing my wife's breasts, they were firm as grapefruit, but much larger. My wife told me, "they're so full they really ...urt." Then she asked me, "will you suck on them until they quit hurting?" I'd always loved sucking on my wife's breasts and milking her, but she rarely let me have more than a few sips. Normally, my wife had to push me off of her breasts to keep me from stealing her milk, now, she was begging me to suck her breasts. I couldn't wait to help. "Wow! She can really suck a dick," said a surprise Josh. "She might be back in another episode very soon. I know Shawn would love her." Hey! What about me? I haven't been added to another episode yet. I'm still waiting," Nelly said in an angry voice."I got you! I got you!" Josh pleaded with her.Nina pushed Wally to the couch while still holding his big dick in her hands. She used one hand to lift her blue shirt over her enormous 46DD's cups. Her areolas were dark brown and large, toppled with. I noticed then that she was not wearing her jeans from school anymore. She must have taken them off upon getting home. It was understandable. This was her house and jeans are always uncomfortable if worn too long but I was still staring at her panty-clad ass for far too long."Like what you see?" Steve asked smugly."Um, sorry," I tried to apologize."Even I know she's a tight piece of ass," he was not offended. "I wonder if she'll put anything on now that she knows you're here."Rather than. My job at the University is demanding, but I think I am good at it. I graduated six years ago. I'm working as a researcher in the department of psychology and I feel I am making good progress towards my doctorate. The only problem there is Professor Dawney and that's my own fault.The two of us had a short, tempestuous, affair while I was working for my master's degree. I've always had an interest in the BDSM lifestyle - well more than an interest I guess, if I'm honest - and we met by chance at.