My dick started to erect because of her rubbing. I squeezed her boobs so hard as if they are clay material, should be mixed properly before start maki...g a pot. I bit on her shoulder. She let out a huge moan and turned to see me with face wash on her face. She applied water and removed her face wash. Then she looked down at my bulge. She pulled my towel to her right. It fell down on the floor. She rubbed the bulge on my underwear. She put her hand inside and started to stroke it. My body was. Then across her nipples she was thirty-four and three-quarters making her a 34-A.Everyone cheered and welcomed us as new members of the “The Itty Bitty Titty Club.” At least three-fourths of the women there were smaller breasted than my wife was. For the first time in her life Jane felt big breasted.Every man there loved small-breasted women just as much as I did. I was in heaven with twenty-one topless women to look at. Jane was even pleased to go up to every woman there and talk to her just. I gave mom's behind a sharp slap in a check before caressing it and dipped my hand methodically down to her honey pot, circling her excited clitoris. Granny, being the lead car, couldn't get away with just receiving, so I gave her my ass to attend to. I pushed her head down to the undersides of my sack and softly groaned my approval. I turned to face her so she could engulf my impressive cock with her lips, and she hummed her appreciation. I adjusted my cock to point up and graze my stomach.. When Andréa got home she walked in and kissed me then saw her thong lying on the table. As soon as she saw it she knew that she was busted. She fell to her knees on the floor and started to sob, begging me to forgive her for sleeping with a man who she didn’t love. She said it was just a thing that she did when she was horney and I wasn’t there for her. I looked at her and said “It ain’t no thing baby”, I then picked up the phone and called Doug to tell him I was in for the weekend. Andréa went.