.. and yes, it was an amazing sensation, an even more amazing spectacle perhaps too as I continued to erupt over and over again, more so than I had in...a very, very long time. It was frankly ... all over the place.The moment I had quit spurting however, Jessie moved off, snatching up her pads and began furiously sketching, as though reliving the moment for me, all over again. When she had finished, actually looking exhausted herself, spent ... as though having climaxed as well, only then did she. His wife had big saggy tits and he was so in love with this girls big round firm hooters. The best part was that she loved showing them to him. He took both hands and grabbed a handful of the firm flesh and kissed her mouth. He was giving her a deep tongue kiss as his hands massaged her tit and played with her nipples. He remembered the day he saw her walking and rolled down his window and offered her a ride and she got in with those great big tits. He drove down a secluded a road and stopped. Didi: Aakhir main teri behan hoon, hum ye sab nahi kar sakte Vishal… tu puraani baatein sab bhool jaa(Isi beech main didi ki taraf aur khisak gaya aur apni pant ka button aur zipper khol ke maine apna aujaar bahar nikaal liya, jo ek dum kadak ho rakha tha, mere ek dum seedhe lambe lund ko dekh kar didi ki aankhon mein chamak aa gayi)Didi: Ye kya kar raha hai Vishal, koi dekh lega, chal andar kar isko…Me: Main to ye dikha raha tha didi ki kitna deewana hai ye bechaara… (maine turant usko. Marianne had no thoughts now. Her body was screaming with delight, her muscles contracting and tingling, and between her legs, a heat she had not experienced for many a long year.She began to make noises, purring at first, sounds that emanated from deep within her, uncontrolled.She felt warm lips encircle her engorged nipples, first one and then the other, switching between them, tugging and biting whilst warm fingers pressed into the soft aching tissue.Marianne's mind was a blur. All her.