She is 40, her husband is 45, both software engineers with a kid, I think around 4 to 5 years old.Her figure is good, a D cup bra (I think), little on...the plumpy side but not too much fat. The breasts are amazing to look. You feel like sucking and playing with it, nipples are a bit larger than average and very sensitive. She gets wet the quickest by playing with her breasts.Her body is neatly shaved, with a gorgeous bush on her pussy. She likes playing with it, she loves just pulling it or the. And his lovely cinnamon wife. Wouldn’t that be nice?”Mark remembered Jake’s ‘cinnamon’ wife very fondly. She didn’t look like cinnamon. Her skin was the color of cocoa. She tasted like cinnamon. The memory made his cock swell even more inside his daughter, whom he had been fucking when his wife asked the question.“I think so, Honey, but it’s hard to think when I’m this hard. It’s also hard to talk when you keep pushing that cream pie in my face--not complaining, mind you.”“Is it hard to talk. He said he could draw me a map but didn't know the street names. I tore a page from my notebook and grabbed a pen. I climbed out of my car and joined him sitting on the stone fence. The smell of his unwashed body actually turned me on instead of repulsing me. As he drew the map I let my dress ride up exposing more of my crotch. He was having trouble concentrating on the map and staring at my increasingly damp panties. He finally finished the map and I asked how I could thank him. 'You could. The feeling was indescribable to say the least. They continued for a few moments, then Tiffany leaned over to kiss Jen. Their lips met in a very sensual kiss, their tongues probing in and out of each other’s mouth.Jen broke the kiss, smiling at her friend, reached over and took her hand. She guided Tiffany on her back, laying the tiny woman next to me. She slowly lowered herself down Tiff’s body, until her lips met Tiff’s small, tight pussy. Tiff arched her back in appreciation as Jen’s tongue.