This started an almost daily (and nightly) ritual with me and the toothbrush. It was so good, I even named it after one of the guys I lusted after… ...uede. Suede was the first guy that I was interested in, to ever take notice of me so… I thought it only natural. He was always asking what turned me on. If he only knew! That evening, I sat back and thought about him for a while. That kinky persona of his, that fact that he was secretly a movie geek, too. Not to mention his broad shoulders, those. D. showed it was my coach. Shit I should be at practicegetting ready for the game. How would I explain why I wasn't at the semi-finals?- I didn't want to turn on the light, but because of my new girth, I hadto. I kept bumping into things. I finally found the switch. As I threwthe switch, I felt my belly and boobs shift weight, nearly sending me tothe floor. I didn't want to look at myself, but it was like watchingJerry Springer, I couldn't help it. My breasts looked like 2 mounds ofdying jello.. I was married with two k**s and life got in the way but as the years went buy I kept thinking about how I felt. I was always sorry I did not reach up and fondle his penis and balls. I also liked the feeling of standing in front of him almost naked I don't know where I lost my shorts there in front of him or in bed but the thought of me being naked with another man really started to turn me on. As the years went on I knew I had to experience the pleasure of feeling another man's penis and balls.. “Eat.” I continue to rub my hands over your back, slidingthem under yoursides to cup and massage and squeeze your breasts. “Open.” Your mouth opens once more and I place anotherraspberry in. As youeat, I continue to run my hands around your slipperybreasts, twirling yourhardening nipples between my fingers. “Open.” You open your mouth again and I insert two fingers.“Suck.” You suck on my fingers, tasting the raspberryflavourof the oil. I remove.