Then he bends down and kisses the very top of my breasts before grabbing them both with one in each hand. He pushes them up against his face and rubs ...is face in between them.His lips and facial hair touches me sensually while his hands dig forcefully into my tits. I bite my lip and press my chest further into his face. He slips his hands underneath my bra and tightly grabs each nipple between his fingers.I press my legs together and involuntarily rub them against each other, squishing my sex. Lisa opened the door and she looked tempting. Lisa was wearing an emerald green dress with a plunging neckline down to her belly button with matching heels, emerald earrings in her ears, and her black straight hair was put up in a curled high ponytail and adored with a sparkling barrette. She was looking like a Brazilian Selma Hayek."Elena, so glad you came. Please come in." Lisa said smiling.Cisco had introduced me to some of their friends. While the scene was social, everyone was talking. He forgets that at this age women need more of it. I smiled and said Oh is it my wife did not have that issue. Cheeky she said you are so open. Do you have it even now? Yes i said. I particularly have it on days when I visit your house. Really she looked at me, why? You are the reason Mekala I said. You kindle my senses and I offload it at homeShe looked at me startled. Raaja do you mean what you say? she asked. Why should I lie for this I asked her. Well then why do not you download it here,. He tossed the football to Susan underhand, so the nice lady could catch it. The throw was a little short, and Susan had to step forward on her teetering high heels and lean out to catch the ball. As she did she felt her tits heave forward, straining against the scoop-neck. “Oh, my!” she exclaimed, catching the ball but having to take another step to keep from falling down. Susan laughed as she stood up, holding the ball to her chest, beneath her big titties. She saw Timmy staring at her chest.