"Mmm, don't stop." Then she giggled."What?" Just thinking about Linda and her big boobies--what a waste of natural resources. I don't get that. I love...being fondled. That's what tits are for: kissing and licking, and touching and sucking."On that note my sister moved up. Barely the tip of my dick remained within her clutching lips, but I could barely care. She put her hands under her breasts and lifted them up, feeding me one then the other then back again, finally squishing them together,. He groans in irritation but still waits to feel what I will do next and relaxes again surprisingly patient. Climbing back up into his lap I guided his hands to my panties, pushing his fingers up against the lace and into my hole humping against his hand and feeling the wet lace graze against my clit causing me to lightly shake in his hands. Moaning I humped his hand harder before letting him slide his fingers out and slide my panties aside. Slowly he expertly guided his cock into me despite. Robert stood up fast and turned towards her. “Did you like the show?” she asked with a grin. Richard’s voice cracked as he responded. “Ah, yes, most delightful.... so... revealing.” He was struggling to find words, but she seemed to have no problem in that area. “Would you like an encore?” she purred, and before he could think of any response, she took his hand and slid it under her blouse and held it tightly over her left tit. It felt as good as he had imagined it would, firm but soft at the. His left hand immediately moved up to fondle my breasts as they freely moved with my bobbing motion. He also was not very big as I stroked him into my mouth, the full length barely touching the back of my throat. I could feel his right hand move into my hair, pushing down ever so slightly, as his left hand moved down my stomach. When he reached the waistband of my pantyhose, I felt him working his fingers inside the band and slide his hand under my hose, down over my shaved lips, where he slid.