Later when she was in her mid twenties I think she actually preferred to give tit fucks that almost anything else. By then she had come to be very pro...d of her tits and the act of a man fucking them was in her mind, his way of paying homage to them.Now when I say man I mostly refer to me of course as her loving husband but I know for a fact that over the years many men have pumped their spunk between those perfect orbs. If you've read my other stories about my first wife you will know that. David's day had been far from pleasing. Boring in fact. Some young upstart had put forward some of his bright but impractical ideas; ideas some of the top men in the industry couldn't seem to see through even when David had put forward his arguments against them.That evening was the President's dinner and dance. A glittering affair with all the ladies bedecked in their finery and showing off their expensive jewellery. However, and I can say this unashamedly, I believe I was the most glamorous. ” She reached this time for a butter slathered ear of corn. It almost flew out of her hand, when she yelled. “MYYYYY BOOOOYYY!” Her other hand held her son’s head to her cunt while she shuddered bodily on the table.When that hand leg go of him, he pulled back breathing heavily as if she had been smothering him. His mouth was spattered with white mash. Mrs. Jackson stuffed the corn up her hole. “Now you take your time and chew well, Nigger.”In this case, ‘chewing’, had a double meaning. Terry. She knew she was looking especially sexy that morning with the button-up blouse she'd selected and the short skirt she had on. Summer had also picked out a sexy matching garter belt and thigh-high stockings and she'd put that on before she'd gotten fully dressed. She didn't really know what style of lingerie and so forth that Philip liked, but she knew very few men who wouldn't respond to a sexy horny woman who'd undress in their office and show them what a hot lingerie set she had on.