He escorted him to the door, gave him a goodnight kiss, and said, "Thanks for the memories, my friend." Our next story concerns a woman who lived her...whole adult life in men's clothes. This was a habit she had acquired while growing up on a horse farm, where everyone wore the most practical clothes, which happened at the time to be men's clothes. Her mother had passed so her father saw nothing wrong in it. She found them comfortable. So, when she went away to get her degree in agriculture she. We were smooching insanely at high pace and I was pressing her boobs, it went on like this for about 10 minutes. Then she removed my t-shirt and I removed her and saw those two magnificent bosoms and kept admiring them. She looked at me and said they are all yours, I smiled. Now don’t just look at them, work them she said, I instantly started to work on her nipples with my tongue and also giving her intimate bites with my teeth, she was moaning like hell and breathing too heavy. Then she caught. If you want.”“In about five minutes, I’m going to have my panties around my ankles and three fingers buried in my twat. That leaves my other hand free if you want to join me. But Pey gets home in forty minutes. We need to do it now.”“Yeah. Please.”“Let’s do it in your room.”I followed her down the hall, maneuvered my chair past the door and backed it into my room. By the time I got there, Em had her sweats off and was mauling her breasts with one hand while she stroked her slit with the. She pulled his arms down to rest him his hips and grabbed her shirt from either side. Ill make this easier for you. She said, and with that she pulled her top up over her head, her perfect breasts bounced as they were released, revealing no bra. She had beautiful brown nipples that stood hard. Dennis slid his hands back up and felt ecstatic as he hands traced her smooth, soft skin and cupped her breasts. They filled his hands and were soft to the touch. Laura focused her attention on Dennis.