"Oh, You are supposed to wearyour best fitting bra to be measured. Your old ones probably didn't fitanymore huh?" Jack nodded. He noticed that his ski... still had a reddish cast to it. "Well, no matter. Yours look firm enough to do with out the bra.You're lucky. Usually when a woman looses a lot of weight her breasts getsaggy. Here lift your arms." The young woman said as she produced ameasuring tape. She reached under Jack's arms from behind and guided thetape under the recent additions to his. "Bonnie, what else did he get for Christmas? He doesn't put that car down. Doesn't he like his other things?"I looked down and tears rolled down my cheeks. I put the knife that I'd been peeling the potatoes with down and turned away. When the salty tears hit the still raw bruise where Ted had hit me, it started to throb again.Ted's mom came over and hugged me. "Steve, she was fine. Why do you always have to stir shit up?" Jeez, Cindy," he said. "All I did was asked her a question. He's my God. Oh Hal... Oh Hal... why did you die and leave me all those years ago... why... why?The vicious hot pain of his cruel entry still tore fiercely at her insides; yet, his massive cudgel was presently moving in and out of her at a reasonable, not unbearable tempo... if only he didn't increase it, or change it in a sudden burst of lust. She flexed her cuntal muscles tightly together in an automatic attempt at resistance and was immediately sorry, for the sensual throb of her internal sinews seemed. The sex and orgasms I’d experienced earlier in the day had made my pussy extremely sensitive. Every movement of Gary’s cock in and out of me sent wave after wave of pleasure though my body. His shaft was teasing my g-spot, making another climax build quickly. We continued to kiss, while Gary fucked me with a relentless and steady rhythm, ignoring my first orgasm. I attempted to respond with a more frenetic and desperate rhythm of my own but his hips felt metronomic, not wavering at all.I’d not.