Do you like what you’re seeing, Mike? Mike’s eyes looked like they were about to pop out of his head, “Susan, you’re a MILF, a beautiful wife....A wife every man in the room would like to fuck.” Susan undid the next button, “And what do you think, Mike?” Mike gave her an approving wolf whistle. Susan giggled, tossed her hair back, and undid the rest of the buttons down the front of her dress. She held it shut with her hands. She was starting to get into this game she had started, “And what do you. When I was in jr. high, I was in a program called CISV, or c***dren’s International Summer Villages. Basically an exchange student program. I had to host a k** from Denmark for a month and then he had to host me the next summer. It was very fun, especially since the mom worked for the Danish airline and she wore pantyhose literally all the time. Even on her days off she would wear a skirt, blouse, pantyhose and penny loafers. She was ok to look at also, but not great. Anyway, I had no. The more I snuggled into him, the more I could smell his attractive male scent. The scent slowly turned me on and I needed to say something to get my mind off of how sexually appealing he was. “Zach?” I whispered. I waited for a moment, but there was no response.I got a little louder, “Zach?” Still there was no response. I placed my head on his chest and listened to his heart beat. It had perfect rhythm, with a hint of strength. There was no greater sound in the world, than listening to my. "Oh, Tammy, just stop for a minute and let me look. Oh, you are perfect. They are the best I've ever seen, even in Playboy."They were. They stood directly off her chest, pointing right at me, crowned with puffed-up, pink nipples that I so wanted to suck. I reached out and felt each one. Oh, they were firm, nice and firm. Warm. Oh, did my cock stick out.I leaned toward her and put my hand under one and bent and kissed it on the nipple, then ran my tongue all around it."Go, ahead, Brad, I love.