I got a tape and measured her chest, it was 35+I said, since she was wearing t-shirt and bra, it measured to 35, otherwise it would be 34.My heart was...beating fast, so was her was about to her to remove her t-shirt for perfect measurement, we had a moment of silence and she herself said, ok let measure perfectly and stared removing her t-shirt.Me in a good mood, think of to control myself and have a good foreplay…She removed her t-shirt, damn! I see her bare boobs, no not so soon, my tool. It was hard enough not scraping him with her teeth. Her jaw was always sore after sucking him for very long. She let out an audible moan of pleasure as she popped the cock head out of her mouth and responded somewhat abruptly to her husband. "I'm actually having a snack right now! So no, take your time." The man chuckled. Her husband was obviously asking her lots of questions and she kept making him wait longer and longer for her replies, each time going down on his cock. He was extremely hard. One of her hands roamed his dark back, caressing it with a soft touch. The other hand was pulling his black ass, holding him tight as Ray continued injecting cum deep in her married pussy. "Give it to me, baby. Give me your sperm. Fill me with it," she urged him."Take it all, bitch," he said, feeling his cum blasts start to subside. The white wife's hot pussy was flooded with semen. He dipped his face to give the cheating whore a passionate kiss. As his orgasm slowed, she began gently rolling. She hadn’t seen or heard from Steve in ninety-two days, but who was counting. Hearing his voice made Martha’s heart ache for what had been and now was lost. She held her breath waiting for his edict on her future. She mused angrily to herself about why she let this man have such power over her when she was known as a leader in the rest of her life? Everyone said she was a natural leader. She hid her dissatisfaction at work well, but she knew she’d only coasted since Steve’s coaching and.