Her eyes wide open, she is gasping for a breath, she feels like she is being torn apart by my massive cock for the second time. The searing pain rushi...g through her like a tidal wave, the feeling of being impaled on my shaft slowly turns the pain into pleasure, she has never experienced. My thrusts are hard, fast and deep, the massive cock is moving forward for what seems like an eternity. She feels a fullness in her. Then I hit bottom again. She thought, that is as far as I can go. Not so, to. My left hand guided his away from my forehead and down to my tits. I had fantasized so many times about those hands on my tits: squeezing them, pinching my nipples...and it was actually going to happen. Him touching me over my shirt wasn't going to be enough. I realized that immediately and ripped off my shirt. I needed him to touch my bare skin so urgently that I didn't bother to take my bra off all the way, I just slipped out of the straps and pushed it down. His eyes grew wide and his mouth. Why don’t you handle that part?” You take off her bra and toss it across the room. Her tits are out in the open and you take full advantage. You slide down a little and motorboat her boobs. “Yes, Daddy! You like my breasts? Keep sucking them. I feel so slutty when you use me like this. Do you like my tits, daddy?“I love everything about this body. These tits just can’t go unnoticed.” You can easily tell she’s the type of girls that like getting their tits sucked. You love them too. Her curves. Under different circumstances, I'd have shared that joy. I didmy best to conceal my anxiety from him. Though, Aunt Melissa clearlypicked it up, Sam himself was oblivious. The families gathered in our dining room once again and a lot of oohs andahhs were emitted as Aunt Mel's salmon delight was displayed and thenquickly consumed. Sam jumped up and began cleaning the table as soon as itwas over. I was so proud of him for pitching in unasked. That is, until Ilearned his motivations. It seems he.