.....nuzzling. Suckling her breast. Kissing her just below the beautiful nipple. As she rubbed my breasts her lips hot on my nipple and hips. Gently s...roking my breast and pinching my nipple. Passionately kissing my nipple. The top of my nipple hot from her kisses as she massaged my breasts and vagina. Lifting my hips to her,..’ ure magical..’ she moaned, softly biting my nipple,squeezing my breasts and mounting me. Lunging deeper into me . The intensity of the fuck grew. My hip thrusting hard. They had to be somewhat circumspect but that didn’t mean that they denied themselves a little casual thigh stroking now and then.Susan leaned over to speak into Debbie’s ear so she wouldn’t have to raise her voice, “Do you think that Jimmy has fucked my twins yet?”Debbie turned toward Susan and said, “You mean you didn’t buy their excuse for not going for a boat ride?”“No,” Susan replied. “I can tell when my girls are horny, and based on what we overheard when we were eavesdropping earlier, I’m. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “You want me to take my cock out?” I questioned again.“Yes,” she replied emphatically. “Touching, touching.”She grabbed my hand and held it against her tit. Then in quick order, she dropped my hand, lifted her sweater, pulled down her flimsy bra, (so she DID have a bra!) gave me a quick glance, grabbed my hand and pulling it under her sweater, placed it right back again on her soft, rounded tit.I was in shock! But this was only the beginning. Now she. She stood face to face with him and it almost looked comical. She had to throw back her head to look him in the eye … even if she had stood on tip-toe they would not have been equal in size. The alabaster line of her graceful neck was strained as she looked up at him and her face began to turn the most charming shade of pink and her eyes sparked with anger. She clutched her fists and began to argue and shout at him. She’d do anything she damned well pleased! She wasn’t his wife yet! And there.