The first thing you notice about her is her, what I estimated to be a size double EE breast size. Man they are huge and natural. I see no indication t...at these two babies have been altered by surgery. She always wear cocktail dresses no matter where she goes. She can be going to grocery store to by milk and eggs and she will wear her most fancy shoes and pretty spaghetii starp dresses along with a top designer purse. I can't help but stare at her when she gets into and out of her car. I think. I move it to her back and pull her atop me, rolling onto my back, without breaking our sweet deep kiss. Her hands cup my face and she moans into me as my hands glide up her back under her shirt. I undo the clasp of her bra and slide my hands around to her sides. She breaks our kiss and moves her lips to my neck, kissing lightly and dancing her tongue over my skin, as she moves to my ear. ‘I want you!’ she whispers into my ear before she nips my ear lobe. My fingers dig slightly into her flesh. Arthur, my attorney, said, "Please, do two things for me." Name 'em," I said."First, tell me I'm not living in a fool's paradise, that you really are innocent."I stopped, looked at him in disbelief; then realized it was his career, too. "Arthur," I said, "I never touched the little bitch. What's the second thing?" Second," he said, "stop pacing around with that FUCKING CA..."He had stopped, dead in his sentence. "Cane," he finished softly.I stopped.He stared at my leg. He reached out and. His blue eyes twinkle, lips twitch up in an impish smile. “I am your lust’s desire.”I take in the strong nose and square jaw…then the heavily muscled chest and stomach…then his full erection. Long, large-girthed, and cut--just like my Jack’s. His balls and shaft are shaven but a thick furry thatch is above it. He pulls me onto his lap. I feel his hard-muscled thighs beneath my buttocks. He slides along the silks sheets until my back is once more against the headboard. Then he parts my legs.