He mauled her breasts in his big hands, rubbing his thumbs over her hard nipples. She was more than ready for him. He lifted her, leaned in, and kisse... the soft valley between her breasts. She hoped that he would approve of the perfume she had left there and under each breast. She looked down, watching him moan and slobber all over her breasts and nipples, wishing he would start pounding his cock into her soon.When he could wait no longer, he picked her up, carried her to the sofa, and set her. . Is it you?"That was... 1939. Why?" Diana continued to frown in confusion.He sucked in a shallow breath. "What were you wearing that night?"She frowned as she thought back and remembered that warm, humid evening. She pictured herself in the sleeveless, bright yellow sundress with a daisy print that had tied behind her back. She had been afraid to wear it because it emphasized how much her breasts had grown during the previous year. Why are you so interested in what I was wearing? That boy only. Yes other room, myplace is tiny, two rooms and a bath, its all I can afford while I savefor my surgery.While prepping the food I created tonight's ensemble in my minds eye.With the food ready for the oven and stove I went back to the bathroomto continue getting ready. I use one of those electric depilatories so Ididn't have any more shaving to do, my pubes are just a little landingstrip above what my boyfriends think of as my jewels.I dried my hair and started to style it, I'll finish it later. But watching her taking deep breaths and hearing her moan was all that mattered. The fact that she was enjoying it kept me going as well as the juices that were seeping from her pussy. I finally moved her legs off my shoulders and spread them wide so I could watch my cock driving in and out of her.Paige now had her fingers in her pussy fingering herself with each of my strokes.When I handed her the dildo she replaced her fingers and began fucking herself with it. She finally let out a loud cry.