He shrugged, took the cup, drank some, drank the rest."Boy, that is awful." Yep." I took one glove from Weena and loosened the cap. It hissed but didn...t erupt, so I loosened it and took it off. I topped it off, closed the jerry, closed the valve, and relatched the hood. Then I hoisted the jerry into the back and gave Weena her glove. "OK. Let's go." It was just 7. 90 minutes later, Weena asked: "What's that?" pointing north towards a distant mass."Must be Mount Connor. It's a few times the size. I turned my head to my husband’s faint snores and pulled the comforter back, climbed into bed and found his warm cock under the covers. My lips found his soft dick and he woke up while I started to suck. He grunted and groaned and as his cock started to harden inside my demanding mouth, and I felt the comforter thrown back from my head and I smiled.His hand found my head and he ran his fingers through my hair, clutching it briefly as I sucked harder. My tongue twirling around his head and my. She just stared at me without saying a word. Tears filled her eyes, and she quaked much like she had the other night, but she made no sound, nor did she move other than for her trembling. We stayed like that for a moment, but finally, she moved her hands down to the hem of the sweatshirt she wore. She pulled up. The shirt came off, exposing her breasts. They were large and sagged a bit beneath their weight. Each had a pink, silver dollar-sized areola with a gumdrop nipple.They swung back and. It shattered not only her marriage and friendship but severely affected her self confidence. I had met Jane before and had secretly fallen in love with her soft full breasts, things got really interesting for me when I met her mother Maryanne who was a curvaceous women in her mid forties, I could see who Jane had inherited her beautiful breasts from, both women were very sexy. Jane was wearing a cotton dress which had deep armholes, every time she turned to the side or lifted her arms you.