”After the missile attack, Franny felt that life was too short, and she should live each day to its fullest. To her, that meant she should not be al...ne. She had learned at an early age that it was easy to get a man by flirting with him and hinting at having sex. Sex was an enjoyable thing and would take her mind off being almost killed.She worked in finance and was processing the bills that contractors gave to her. There were a lot of contractors in the Middle East and in Germany to pay to. Olivia grinds me all round so I can feel every millimeter of her. Her hands on my shoulders, she starts pumping up and down on my shaft. I’m telling her to ride my dick as I tug her nipples. Her face goes to a frown, and she tucks her chin. Her hips suddenly speed up dramatically. “This time I’m…I’m…cumming…I c-c-can’t sto-..AHHHH!” She then really picks up the pace and is fucking me faster and faster, I'm bucking my hips in time with her and we have a fantastic rhythm going, after a few. The bra just covered the tops of the dark circles of my nipples, and pushed my tits way up and in to create huge cleavage. It was an odd feeling, once the bra was secure, as I realized just how big and heavy my tits were. They looked like 2 small beach balls wrapped in white silk. You could plainly see the outline of my nipples, and I wasn't even aroused yet. Knowing how big they got when aroused, I wondered if the bra would provide enough restriction to keep them under control. The. .. you can finally touch these". My mom grabbed my hand and walked me over to the dinner table. She sat me down and slowly started unbuttoning her beige blouse. My dick started filling with blood. She was wearing a skimpy cherry red bra that could barely contain her breasts. My mom noticed my boner and smiled to herself. She held her breasts through her bra and started massaging them. She then pressed one of her hands against both her breasts and used the other hand to unhook the back of her.