It was large and soft and it felt like clay under silk cloth in his hands. Her body stiffened and she moved closer towards him as he took his hand dow... the back of her leg to her knee and rubbed up and down, up and down.She then began to soften again so he rudely took his hand away from her knee and gently but assertively pulled her dress straps off her shoulders. Underneath the dress was a white-turning-to-grey bra. He pulled the dress down further, across her flabby waist and up her bent leg. "Wow!" I said, "a new look?" "Sure, do you like?" she asked. "it makes me look like I have more than I do." I feasted my eyes on the twin modest orbs exposed over the top of the bra and her nipples outlined in the sheer front. Compared to most bras, this one seemed to nest her breasts like two fine Faberge' eggs instead of harnessing them. While I was mesmerized by her lovely bra and bust, she had her arms around my shoulders and her hand rubbing my face and fingers through my hair. I. She took out hand cuffs, a huge black dildo, a vibrator (14 inches, and a doouble sided pink vibrator. She cuffed my hands together, and found some lube. I didn't think she would need any. My juices had flowed 15 minutes ago when she was talking about her fun with her man. I was very wet now, so both of the juices were hot ad wet.She found what she was looking for and stuck the pink vibrator in my pussy, and switched to turbo charge. I moaned in pleasure as she lay the other end on my clit.. I was so involved with reading my messages and looking at some of the stories, that I had began to touch myself. First I touch my nipples, they were still hard from the cold wet shirt. I felt my pussy getting wetter as I pinched and gently rubbed each one. I looked around a few times not seeing anyone around. At one time, I had hiked my leg up on the bench and exposed my pussy to the passing trains. I inserted a finger and began to finger fuck myself. I read this story about a girl and.