I wrote a story a while back about finding a pair of hers and the feeling I got knowing someone had wanked into them ,those panties had a small wet pa...ch on them ,but these were covered in jizz .I must admit I was so turned on and really thought about putting some of my cum into them but didn't. I started thinking what if the wife finds them and thinks it was me ,she doesn't know I do her panties regular , I don't think so anyway. So I got a towel and cleaned the worst of the cum off them then. She would still let me sit on her lap and lay my head on her chest but I had grown more and instead of being between her globes my head now rested more on top of them. About that time I began to realize the blouses she wore always buttoned in the front and she seldom used the top two. As I sat on her lap I could look down and see the deep valley between her breasts and the lacey top of one bra cup.Oh I knew about bras and the other things women wore underneath because of my mother. It wasn't. The licking all over it...you know how this drives me crazy...as you gently bite and nibble it...i move more against your cock...moaning softly...your tongue trailing down my neck to my chest...i reach down and cup my breasts together...as your mouth covers my nippes...licking and sucking from one to the other...my nipples getting so hard in your mouth...they are almost throbbing as you gently bite them...i move faster...sliding my pussy across your cock...my juices dripping all over it...i am. I mocked.His cock was pushing forwards and not hurting in the slightest. In fact, it wasn’t going in fast enough. Well, fast enough to cause my eyes to open wide and for me to groan out loud.“Come on you little fucker – give it to me!” I whispered while looking him in the eyes.As I spoke the words I secretly wondered what he would think of me; uttering such filth why he stood over me with his cock pushing upwards. I watched avidly at my pussy as his cock stopped. It would go no further. Not yet.