And now it was my turn and chance to have my dream becoming a reality, her massive breasts were heaving up and down with her breathing her eyes closed...and mouth open I could see her nipples hard and blouse clinging to her breasts as it was wet.I reached her breasts with my open mouth and tried to engulf the entire breast (as if I could) in my mouth while squeezing it ouuuuuuuuuchh ohhhhh maa” she cried again go slow it hurts. She said again in a whisper sounding like a slut.I put my entire body. ”“Everyone does. The key is recognizing them and then minimizing them. You’ll never eliminate all of them. Do you have someone you talk to about those kinds of things in your life?”“Besides you?” I chuckled. “Yes. I have some very close friends, both male and female, that do a good job of helping me deal with stress. And Jess and Kara, of course.”“I suspect they’re part of your stress as well. What’s the biblical saw? ‘No man can serve two masters’? I think you’re right in the thick of. "Faster I want to see your cum shoot out!" Jessica stated in a breathless manner I paused for a moment to take my shirt off and restarted stoking my self faster than before. I held the shirt close to my cock as I started to feel the familiar build up. Suddenly the shirt I was holding got jerked pulling me off balance and towards her a bit. She wouldn't let go of the shirt, swinging it side to side trying to rip it out of my hand. I let it go looking down at her. "I said I want to see it and I. Her facial features included a classic pointed chin, deep blue eyes with flecks of green, and a Patrician nose that she refused to submit to nagging hints from her close friends to correct with plastic surgery.“My nose is my nose” was her sharp retort to hints of that nature.Her hair was long, blonde, and flowing with natural grace and a glossiness that came from good genes.Her breasts we already covered in sufficient detail, and she was often giving them their freedom under her top in public..