Over that seven years, I fucked a number of women, but none as memorial as Gay Clifton. Gay wired the equipment that I did the electrical verification...testing on. She was an older lady that I was friendly with, but did not really have a desire to fuck. A black guy named Harold was always remarking about how he always wanted to fuck her. That all changed on one very cold night after bowling.I had more than my usual number of Blatz beers while bowling and was horny as hell, so Gay was starting to. .. so soft, yet firm and those bloody nip..."Brad noticed his buddy catch himself, but the damage had already been done. "Christ man, you're the luckiest bastard. What about that pussy? Don't tell me you felt that too."The beers had loosened Josh's tongue and it wagged a tale of lost desire. "Oh bro, I've never met a woman like her. I fucking near blew my load."Brad observed the telltale signs and knew Josh had succeeded in fondling the seductive teacher. "So tell me. Did she feel your rod? I. "Sperm ... so ripe ... eager ... I'm almost ready" A light-skinned black girl gurgled as she rubbed her gravid womb, quivering, throbbing with lively young. She looked past nine-months, and her hard-nippled breasts leaked milk-trails as if in preparation for her brood. Unlike the discomforts normal to a human woman, she seemed to gain a sensual gratification from the throbbing young jostling and kicking within her fertile body. An odd sight in a house like this; surely an irresponsible playboy. She reaches behind her and unclasps her bra, letting it fall to the ground. My stomach drops as I watch her breasts stay completely still, in perfect form. With breasts that large, I had been expecting some sag, or a huge puffy nipple, or some small consequence to pay for their otherwise perfection. But no. They have light pink nipples that stick up about a quarter inch, begging to be clamped in their perfect circular shape. There is no crease under her breasts, they stand on her chest exactly.