As you probably guessed by now, I did stop to allow this sexual high to subside. It felt like torture for Marilyn, but she knew I was going to give he... what she expected; she just didn’t know when it was going to happen.After playing with her feet and lower legs for several minutes, I decided it was time to move on. Marilyn had relaxed again, but just slightly. First the right thigh and then the left using smooth strokes, starting higher and going higher with each repetition. I finally worked. My hands slid down her sides to the bottom of her t-shirt and I pulled it quickly over her head. I looked down at her huge swollen breast. Her nipples were hard and pushing against her nursing bra. She now had two wet spots on the front of her bra. I raised my hands and cupped her breasts and dragged my thumbs back and forth across her nipples. She moaned loudly as I squeezed and teased her nipples. She reached up and unhooked the cups of her bra and lowered them down. She exposed her hard. When she bent over this time, to move a pair of shoes, I noticed her bra was gone and I saw her tits swinging freely under her low cut shirt. I didnt remeber her taking it off, but whatever, it was off now. When I saw her free juggs I let out a gasp, and kinda made a funny noise. She looked up and realized I could see down her shirt. She stood up and pulled her shirt off, over her head, and stepped closer to me. She pushed her tits against me and started to grind on me, saying "Are u gonna. As her fingers slowly kneaded and stroked me between my legs, I gathered her nipple in my mouth and sucked. How delicious that was, looking up at her, and suckling at her breast. I felt myself sliding into a deep state of submission, my knees were weakening and my womanhood, with each second she explored it with her young fingers, had become a syrupy cauldron.That made it easy for her middle finger to press against my opening and slide inside me. My arms went around her neck then, and I gasped.