That it. Fuck those tits." I said. Fanny was on her knees. Her hands on my hard abs. Her huge breast smashed against my cock. I could not see the tip ...f my cock, buried in her massive cleavage. She used her tongue to lick between her breast. I felt the tip touch my cock. I then reached up to grab the side of her breast. I squeezed her breast together. My cock was being suffocated by flesh. "Fuck baby!!" I said. I then grunted. My toes curled. Then I started to erupt between her warm breast. She. The easy course of action would be to say no more lets go back to our comfy uncluttered life but somewhere beneath the surface something had been awakened and we both weren’t entirely sure how to manage it.Inevitably it moved on I was home early and Rosie came in after me we were always pleased to see one another and did the usual greetings and how was your day stuff. I have to say that girl always looked good in a smart business blouse and skirt and the 3” heels really did something for her. The steam had fogged up the mirror, so I had to wipe it away with a towel. There I was. Gwen DiAngelo. My Italian mother gave me my massive chest: heavy and firm, Triple D, and swollen with pride, and an accent that took all my years of college to break. My Russo-Polish father didn't help since his family gave me large puffy nipples, pouty lips, and wavy red hair. My body, I've been told, is to die for. Narrow waist, wide hips that support a gorgeously plump ass, and long, long legs that end in. She had a rose tattoo low on her left hip. Her bald pussy was glistening due to all the playing she’d done already. Her skin was olive, giving her the most exotic beauty.Gracie sucked in a sharp breath. Oh my fucking god! She is so beautiful, she thought. “Hi, Sami, you’re simply gorgeous!” Gracie said as she hugged her and kissed her passionately. Their tongues danced, and then they broke their embrace. “Wow, I like how you get right to it,” Sami said. She looked Gracie up and down. “Mm,.