She let me go after shattering me into a million pieces – leaving me craving for an orgasm on her hand. It was a long time ago!I promised myself tha... day. If someone was going to finger me to cum – it would be HER, her hand. I have never let anyone else finger me to cum. I always made them give me an oral or even fuck me but never let them touch my cunt.It has been 4 years now, but I will not forget the promise I made to myself. I still do not have the courage to confront her. Maybe I will. Some power had been restored to her now that Danny was in the room. She felt braver, not so intimidated by his direct look. ‘Actually, I was curious about the hiking trails around the lake… What do you know about them?’ he responded, his smile softening. ‘Know about them? I only know where some of them lead, I’m not sure if there is any specific information about them.’ ‘Well then, where do these trails start? Out by the road?’ he asked, and by his tone she felt him leading her to an answer she. I started kissing her eyes, earlobes, neck and then boobs.I had slowly removed her top and again started kissing a wild kiss. She removed my shirt and I started playing with her ripen mangoes. She started moaning by making a big sound. To control her sounds I again started kissing on her lips simultaneously pressing her ripped boobs.After few minutes I removed her bra and I saw that original boobs which everyone in ofc has an eye. Very large and firm with brown grapes like nipples. After seeing. I finished opening her dress buttons and started fondling her breasts through her bra. She leaned forward so I could release the bra’s clasp, thus freeing her beautiful tits. They were remarkably firm for a woman who with two c***dren.When I moved my mouth to her nipples, they had already become hard and extended. They were the size of large peas. Sucking on them brought soft moans from Jean. She took my head into her hands, held me tightly against her chest. Just above a whisper she said,.