My tits are big, just like my ass. Boys are always staring at me which I dont mind. My boyfriend loves my big perky tits, he’s always playing with o... sucking my nipples. Yes I have a boyfriend, but that doesn’t stop me from having fun. If my boyfriend knew how many times he had licked my pussy or kissed my lips after someone had come over them he would probably throw up. I am a slut and I love it, it helped that my boyfriend didn’t go to the same college as me.When I walked out of the ladies. On the centre of the table was my toy box. He told me to sit on the chair next to the box and so I did. As he sat down next to me with the box in between us I started to panic and my facial expressions showed it. He saw this and gently laid his hand in my thigh saying “relax”. He opened up the conversation asking me what this box was and whether it was mine or not when really he already knew it was indeed mine. I tried biting around the bush, mumbling and stuttering as I attempted to persuade. On the morning of their departure I was in a wicked mood and wondered if I could create a situation where sex was once more to the fore, knocking this time though before going in with the tea tray. They smiled and were no way embarrassed this time and it was obvious that they had only just stirred and were more ready for a cup of tea than fun. I let them have their drink as I sat on the bed next to my new nephew, being only dressed in a wrap myself this time my ample double-d breasts were not. Again, she lifted.And again, he watched as more and more of his cock slipped between her lips until only the base of his shaft remained, and she rose again until just the tip remained in her. She waited, enjoying the pained expression on Adam’s face as he desperately wanted his entire cock surrounded by her velvety pussy. She hovered for what seemed like an age, then suddenly she slammed down on him, her hands went onto his chest and gripped his nipples. She rode him furiously, her arse.