Felcha was full fledged foodie and was fond of fresh flavorful fun feed for favored friends, frequently featuring her famous fondue, fuck yeah!Fo...d would cheer her up and there were many wonderful eating establishments up and down the coast perfect for lifting a foodies spirits . With all the different tastes that can bring pleasure via one's mouth, she was bound to bounce back, relax, and dive face first into all that yummy goodness.Problem, she would not eat. It was worse than I. She was going back to getting her panties from a fat girl underwear store for far less than the custom ones the owner could get made for her.Not even a thong would work for her. Maybe a loin cloth might work.When I was about to walk out for the day the boss came to me to say, “Word get out about boy who know how to find bra that fit right on saggy old women boobs. Mom’s talk too. You soon have many little girl live dolls to play dress up. Wednesday be better day for girls that turn boy on. If. Ahhhh what a sight! U simply wanna be lost in that moment. I rubbed her clitoris with my thumb gently. She let out a sigh. As I continued to rub her clit I inserted a finger of my other hand into her. She let out a huge moan and the expressions on her face said that she is enjoying. Trust me, seeing that expression on a women’s face makes me feel so horny.I continued fingering her for a while and kept rubbing her clit. Now it was time for to move forward. While I was fingering her I started. Jim followed later looking a slight bit worn but happy.Marianne said, "Are you going to contribute to my ear muff fund?"Jim said, "Your what?"Karen said, "Marianne complains of being impacted by Irene happily screaming into the night."Jim grinned. "I'll buy them for her. Irene worried about noise last night. We do get a little bit uninhibited."We had a good breakfast and packed to move. Once done, I cranked the motor and we moved out. We stopped at a big box store and Jim bought a pair of ear.