Her heaving mounds of tit-flesh were encased in a custom made black brassiere designed to expose maximum cleavage. The cups had large cut-outs from wh...ch her hard, half inch nipples protruded sensuously. Her blouse was of black lace material that left very little to the imagination. Toni's blouse was tucked into a black leather micro-mini skirt that literally was stretching at the seams in a futile attempt to keep her gorgeous fat ass inside. Underneath her slutty little skirt, she wore no. I’m now staring to the legs of my wife that become more and more uncovered while the small green skirt shifts up. I see a small white triangle appearing, both at the front as at the back. The skirt reaches the level of her buttocks, I see their curves and I‘m surely not the only one watching. I see the bulging of her pubis, her sex through the white tissue of her panty. My look is really fixed on this part of my wife’s body while she dances. I also see that Gérard does not hesitate to put his. I wanted to pleasureyou more. The wetness made me embarrassed yet shameless. I kissed your cockas it throbbed. I tasted you. I could taste myself on you. I kissed and lickedyou wantonly. Pushing my face against you, slick from my sex, I felt such agreedy slut. Your veins pulsed and I took you between my lips and allowed youinside. I'd never had a cock in my mouth; you had my virginity there at least.I wanted more, took more until I gagged. I loved the feel of you inside mymouth, loved the feel. From then onward, Elizabeth and I were officially a couple, with all the bewildering euphoria that came pre-packaged with young love. I was so caught up with the excitement of the moment, I didn't even realize that, for the first time in almost a year, I was no longer fantasizing about the other girls. My constant, unbearable urge to sleep with all of my friends had miraculously disappeared.Okay, maybe that's not entirely true, but for the most my every sexual thought was directed at my.