“Hi, Mrs Brighton. My mother sent me over to help you with something,” replied Kim, not really surprised that Mila had answered the door dressed l...ke she was about to take a swim. Her tight one-piece bathing suit left nothing to the imagination.“It is just Ms Brighton now since Willard passed.”“Oh, I'm sorry.”“Not at all, dear. Come on in.”Kim reluctantly accepted the invite and stepped inside. She noticed how Mila had the same wiggle to her walk as her mother did. She thought it must have been. It is no secret to many that know me that I am a tit man, I love 'em! All sizes, shapes, colors and configuration, One of the added benefits of doing the grocery shopping is that the store is loaded with all types of women. As I browse the counters, I also look at every woman (mostly) and try to envision what thier boobs look like, some times it takes more imagination with some women then others. I have always had a fantasy of hooking up with a lady during shopping, but it has not yet happened.. More greeted, "Hello Julie," and gave a simple affectionate kiss on the mouth.Julie stammered, "He-l-lo Mr. More. I'm sorry... gi-ve me a min-ute... I'll dress properly and come." She turned to go but her husband stopped her."No need, dear. You are fine." Then he asked his boss, "Do you want my wife to dress formally? Or is she dressed okay for you?" She's absolutely fine... dressed like this." Julie noticed his eyes roaming all over her body, admiring especially all that she exposed. Then he. She had moved up astride my chest so that her hips were about a foot away from my face. I looked up into her invitingly gaping pussy, glistening with her love juice and still dripping wet with my piss. Then suddenly a golden shower of warm piss came shooting out of her groin and hit me on the nose. This then was aimed all over my face and hair until the golden fountain finally came to rest aiming at my open mouth. I gulped down as much as i could of that warm salty liquid. The stream seemed to.