She had a figure of 34-30-32 (which i measured when we got to know each other too well).She never used to wear bra and her blouse held her boobs well.... used to think of her and masturbate a lot. I wanted to do her so badly. But i didnt know how. I didnt want to make any sudden moves on her as she had been with us for nearly 5 yrs now and was very good person.From what i knew about her she was a good person. I didnt know how she would react in the aspects of sex etc. I wanted to check and i got. But seconds later, he couldn’t resist. Partly curiosity, but partly something else. He was horny. Not just horny like he knew. Girl horny. It was a stronger feeling. More compelling. And all over his body - starting with his tits, and tingling all the way down to his toes. He shoved his hand down his knickers.His middle finger ran along the length of his labia - just like he had done many times before with other girls.Only this time, it was deliciously different. This time, he was the girl, and. She pulled off her nightie and placed it on the bed, she then one leg at a time removed her panties, however as she held them in her hand for a closer inspection she saw that there was no juice on them, she breathed them in and while she could smell her pussy, it also smelt like they had only just been washed, she was quite puzzled but she was not going to look a gift in the mouth.She walked over to the window and pulled up the blinds, as the light bathed her body she sat on the bed, her legs. This time I was going to pussy lick my own mother to see if she, like Susan tasted as sweet. The difference between Susan and my mother was their breasts, Susan was large, and my mother was small and firm. I spent some time massaging and caressing the lower surface of her breasts, for I had found that this was a sensitive area in the women I'd been with. It was the same with my mother she squirmed as I was working on them but one hand was also working on her pussy with one finger already inside.