One of the things that we laughed about was that I still rarely wore bras. When we were kids and would hang out at mall, I would always take my bra of... and put it in my pocket. I would put it back on when I was ready to go home. We laughed about that. After high school, when I moved out of my parent's house, I stopped wearing them all together. My parents still get on me for it. When I was married, my husband liked it. I think he enjoyed men watching me bounce when he and I walked together.. I pushed my finger deeper and it slipped into her up to the second joint. pushed her hips up to meet the finger that was slowly sinking deeper into her tightness. “Wait.” she whispered into the darkness. I froze wondering what was going on. I was also fearful of waking up her Mom. If her Mom caught me with my finger inside my daughter’s vagina there would be hell to pay. I wasn’t sure what she had said to wait for. I could hear her sliding the zipper down on the sleeping bag on her side. i. My legs were flat on the bed. I grabbed my cock and slowly guided it towards her pussy. “Just fucking put it in.” I yelled. I couldn't wait any longer to have you inside me. So you finally just rammed your cock into my pussy. “Deeper,harder. Fuck me, Steven! Harder Faster!” I said. You thrusted your hips, faster and faster. I lied there, taking it, enjoying every inch. I was so close to cumming, it ws unbelievable.You pushed every inch of my cock inside of me again, and that was it. "You wouldn't just happen to know of anybody who might be interested, would you?"She whipped the T shirt off, secure in the knowledge that she could manipulate this man, at least to some degree. She was right too. While the food cooled in the microwave, she found out one can have sex by sitting on a man's lap, facing him while he sits in a straight backed chair.She decided she liked this way a lot, because it made sucking her nipples easy for him while he put another ball of warmth deep in her.