She was still stroking my cock through the sheet and was pushing her breast more into my chest. I thought what the fuck, go for it. I reached up and...took the other breast in my hand and began to massage it. She let out a soft moan and shoved her tongue further while she was jacking my cock even faster. She suddenly pulled back and this time she was as red faced as I was. She looked me straight in the eyes and I knew she was not ashamed of what we had done. She told me we needed to stop. What a hot session that was. Lorie,in her 40s, was married, living in Arkansas in a nice house in a small town. Lorie's daughter Elizabeth (every one called her Beth) lived in the same town with her boyfriend. Both ladies were hot, with Lorie looking more like Beth's sister than mother. Their skin was a soft, smooth white and they had wonderfully luscious hair. Lorie had great breasts with nipples which begged to be nibbled on and a fantastic tush, nice soft and so screwable. Her eyes were so. The point is that, at the time he was explaining what made her a woman, she didn't either look or act like a woman. It probably wasn't even when she was thirteen and started growing breasts that ended up being nice double handfuls. He avoided the how-to-fit-a-bra problem by the simple expedient of telling her she didn't have to wear one. She got all upset because she thought wearing a bra would be such a rite of passage, so he took her to the store and looked at tools while she pretended to. She slips a few fingers inside. Pulling them out she watches as the wetness clings to them forming strings as she opens and closes her fingers. She brings her hand up to her face and stares him in the eye as she pops each finger into her mouth and licks them clean. Her other hand is still in the position it was, but no longer restrained, she closes her eyes and leans her face on her arm. The hand goes back down to her clit and begins to rub furiously.The shudder hits her body like an.