. “Mother,” she gasped. “Your breasts.” “What about them?” “They’re ... they’re beautiful.” “What? You really think so?” What ...id her mother mean by that? Of course, she thought so. Her mother’s breasts were bigger than her own breasts and they hung down a little more and the nipples ... Mmm, the nipples were bigger and fatter than her own ... her mother’s breasts were perfect and she knew she needed to tell her mother exactly that. “Mother,” she said, “your breasts are perfect.” “I’m so glad. In her sleep she was still wet and slippery. He fucked her a little faster. Each time he pulled out he fet Julies pussy hair against his bum.Now he could’nt stop. And at that moment Sally woke and realised Timmy was inside her. She stammered “Julie Julie, Timmys fucking me. Oh shit he’s fucking me Julie. Her right hand went down between her legs and she rubbed her clit as she felt Timmys cock thrusting in and out. Her juices were running down her thighs and Timmy was close to cumming.Julie. I was flushed, as our conversation took a more personal turn. He asked me if I was seeing any one special, and I told him no, I wasn't and had ended a three year long distance relationship. I confessed he was my first date since that had happened. He laughed nervously, as he confessed, I was his first date since his wife died. He cupped my chin in his hand and tilted my face to his, and kissed me tenderly on the lips, his tongue brushing my lower lip to gently pry my lips apart, to dart. She had very small boobs, but knobby nipples. It felt nice. She said "You can put your hand under my shirt if you want to." I did. I'd never felt a woman's boob before, I had expected it to be...well I guess more firm than that. She said "Pinch the nipple. You can squeeze it a bit. It feels good."She took my hand and pulled it down to her crotch. I felt her pussy through her panties. It was warm and moist. She said "Smell your finger." I did. "Do you like that?" "Yes." I was rock hard by this.