It was hilarious watching Beth fight that big mother C-130, but Beth never quit and always got the job done.My wife matured into an elegant and beauti...ul woman. She stayed skinny as a young girl, but she grew to six feet, two inches tall. Kissing her never put a crick in my neck, because I was six feet, three inches, so we were on the same level.Beth had the tailor make her flight suit just a little tight across her chest, so her A+ Cup breasts thrust out impressively, when it was warm enough. Her tastebuds were tingling. Molly shivered. Yes, damn it, she thought, I want to! I will!She began pumping his prick again, her fist jacking over a few inches at the base, while the rest of his long fat fuck rod moved up and down between her tits. She caressed his balls. She blew her warm breath onto the head of his cock.I'm gonna swallow dog cum! she feverishly thought.Then Molly whimpered, dizzy with passion. If she was going to drink a dog's jism, why shouldn't she also have the pleasure of. We were both on our sides, facing each other. I moved closer and reached for her hips. I wanted to see what she would do if I tried to snuggle with her now, with her breasts bare. My hand touched her hip, feeling the soft cloth of her panties. She was topless, but not bottomless. I started to slide toward her when I felt a hand against my bare chest. She smiled. "Not too close, babe. I'm not wearing a top." "Oh, umm, sorry. Do you want..?" "No hon," she replied. "It's alright." And that was. "Mind you," he said with a chuckle, "you wearing that means I won't have to buy you a drink all evening."There were a few friends already there when we arrived and I got more than one lustful look down my front from them. Dave disappeared to play darts while I chatted to Brian and his girlfriend Lucy. Lucy was every thing I think I'd like to be, beautiful and slim with long straight hair, but by the looks Brian was giving my exposed tits, he was looking for a change from her 'A' cup to my 'D'.