Things would have continued like this if it wasn't for Tim, he arrived on a transfer from our London office. We hit it off straight away and before to... long we were having dinner parties and Barbies at each other's houses. Not only that, he was a football fanatic like me, so most home games we would go along to the 'The Dell' and watch the 'Saint's' lose. After one memorable loss, we drowned our sorrows in the local Pub and we both got very drunk. We swapped stories and sexual adventures and I. Even though she and Frank had been married for eight years Claire had managed to stay in good shape, and for a thirty three year old she still could turn a man's head, and the only real change in her body was her chest size. When she graduated from college Claire was a perfect 34-C, but after the birth of her daughters, her boobs had grown to a very heavy 34-D. Although they sagged a little, she still filled out a bra like a centerfold, and when he did show some interest, Frank liked to tell. “Non, Monsieur,” his voice slightly shaky with heat and desire, “you will stay.” Eli threw his weight into his other arm to push away and found it twined with the first, above his head tightly pinned, stretching his chest and lifting him slightly up off the chair. Lluc’s rapid breath showered the space between his ear and his shoulder. Its heat raising the hairs on Eli’s arms with ensuing gooseflesh. He shivered. “Let me go, Lluc.” “Non.” He persisted. “Monsieur.” Eli’s heart raced in his. I was really turned on and immediately started touching myself. The camera took an angle from above and mom looked beautiful with her mouth full, and her blue eyes filled with tears. She gagged and seemed to want to vomit multiple times. Her breasts were covered in saliva, and glistened in the light as they bounced with the thrusting of the actors hips. Another black guy walks into the scene and fucks her face as the first guy fucks her tits. The camera zooms out a bit and a recognize the first.