I had initially thought they were 36JJ, but Leka had told me she was 36KK. The rest of her body was a fairly small frame, with a nice ass. That’s wh...t made her tits looked so completely disproportionately large.I had spent all afternoon fucking her in every position I could think of, always groping and staring at her gigantic boobs. When she was on all fours as I screwed her from behind, her tits swayed beneath her, nipples brushing against the bedsheets below.By early evening I was exhausted.. Of course I would never tell her this but it has been some great wanking material over the last three years. So I walked into the kitchen and sat at the table with my plate and cup I took them to the sink then kissed my mom on the cheek and left. I was halfway up my street when I remembered I had forgotten my phone so I rushed back, unlocked the front door and walked into the living room to find my mom laying across the sofa with a banana in a condom almost up to the hilt in her arsehole with. After another five minutes, I was dripping sweat and breathing heavy. The old man’s eyes were popping out of his head, he was so turned on by the show. I was on my knees, my pants around my ankles, my shirt off and hanging on a hook. I was jerking my dick with the same rhythm I was using on the black boys’ dick. I was naked and very white.The old man was hard from watching, and his dick had ballooned to a thick ten inches, his uncut head huge and pink. He was working it vigorously with his hand. She saw me staring at her and stopped to give me a chance to say something . ‘I didn’t mean to, umm, service, eavesdrop, but I was urrr… service uhh, wondering ahh, kind of, offer, umm, you service?’ She smiled at me, a real smile. ‘Buy me a cup of coffee?’ ‘Absolutely.’ She was the prettiest girl I had ever been seen with. She was tall, slender, part oriental. Her mother was Asian, likely Korean. I got uscoffee and strawberry pie and we sat in the shop. She related, ‘Dad lost his job as I.