" Sounds pretty good. When do you want to go?" How about we meet after work on Wednesday? Maybe a little dinner andshopping?" I will see you then." I ...lew her a kiss and we hung up.Wednesday finally got here and I fidgeted all day at work begging thehands on the clock to make their rounds. Why is it time crawls when youwant something to get here faster and then flies by when it arrives? Atlast the big hand reached the top of the clock and the little handdangled near the bottom. I grabbed my. By the time I moved away from the C cups, this desire had become a need.Once I was living alone again, the idea was simple: to search out the biggest, heaviest juggs I could find. The age, race, or body size of the woman never mattered and the face was certainly of no importance. All I cared about was the amount of titmeat she had hanging off her chest. Huge firm tits, long low-hangers or massive sagging granny udders...as long as they had big ones I was interested. And by big I mean at least a. I flinched involuntarily, startled momentarily by the warm sensation of her tongue resting on my clit. It remained there for a few seconds, pressing firmly, before beginning a slow, circular movement around the swollen button. I felt as a fingertip parted my lips, deliberately probing my sex, already slippery and awake. I moaned softly, tuggling on my bonds—tight enough for me to know they were there, but loose enough to get away if I had to.Her fingers continued to slowly move southward. "The spicy musk of her body, the heat, was overpowering. She nibbled on his earlobe before leaving a trail of soft kisses along his cheek. Their lips met in a passionate kiss. DaBigBoom was too lost to notice as her hands moved further down and loosened the remnants of his trousers until they slid down and fell to his ankles in a crumpled pile. DaBigBoom's erection hadn't even had a chance to subside. Fifi rubbed her naked crotch against him and he trembled as the hard staff of his cock slid.