She had placed a potty in my room for me to do my business in, and each day she would empty it for me. Now I was on the mend, I felt well enough to us... her bathroom. To get there from my room I had to go through the kitchen and living room, then to a hallway that led to her two bedrooms and the bathroom. I hurried along in the dark as quietly as I could, assuming she would be in bed sleeping. The door to her room was closed, and on the way thought I heard voices. Once I did my business, I. Her toes stuck out, but that was all. That did not prevent her from spreading her legs, though. And while she was quite happy about having her clitty sucked, she wanted the real McCoy."You sure about this?" I panted, aware of how injured she still was.She nodded rapidly and reached for me.By then we were both worked up, and the subject of protection never came up. Had we planned this, it might have been different, but at that point neither of us was willing to call for a cessation of. They strain against the material of her bra. "Still too much?" she chuckles wickedly, as deft hands slide around to her back. Freed of their confinement, her breasts swing free. He admires them, perfectly formed and looking so enticing. He dips his head to delicately run his tongue around the areola. She shivers as the cool wind brushes over the dampness. Her nipples are so proud now, aching and begging for him to take them and use them. His mouth clamps around one of them, and she gasps as. But soon she wanted more.“Can I touch your tits?” she asked. “They’re so beautiful...”The woman moaned in the affirmative. As I slid my tongue up and down her sweet cunt, my girlfriend and the busty woman pawed at each other, pinching nipples, squeezing thighs, grabbing whatever naked part they could hold. My girlfriend suddenly pulled my face up and licked her wetness from my lips.“Fuck me,” She said.I grabbed her hips and flipped her onto all fours. The busty woman leaned back over the arm of.