So I move my and towards her,no reaction from her then I move my hand under her arm and touch her boobs by one finger then slow by slow I touch her ho...e boobs.This touch is 1st time a lady from her private part .I so happy .I don’t know she know my action or not .I place my hand over her breast two more times softly.Then I rubbing her boobs.It was so hard.I play with her mangoes in 30min.Then my hands was shaking automaticalky.Because it is first time touching a lady boobs I think so my hands. She had always been like that, giving in as easy asshe could. It was a symptom of being the only daughter in a family withfive sons, she had never wanted to be a leader, she had always been toldwhat to do, and she liked it that way, not having to think for herself.Once she went out on her own, that became a detriment though, at leastuntil she met Carl. Carl was strong as one of her brothers, or even hermother or father had been. She knew he was the one for her, but she couldnot stand the. Her breasts sag like an tribal woman in National Geographic. Her hair is a straggly mess of grey that should be convicted in the Salem Witch Trials and her butt is disgusting.Now you don't see her that way (or you shouldn't - if you do, then some family counseling is in order - more in a later post). You see her through eyes of love. Those stretch marks are from your babies that nursed at those lovely breasts. You have mounted that butt with joy uncountable times.This is why your wife has. I liked that a lot, having my ass played with, and even anal sex, sometimes, was very good for me despite Kurt's size. I liked a little pain. I liked being the submissive woman to my dominant man in the bedroom."But not always," I breathed, smiling and kissing his chest because I am so much smaller than him."You're not going to let it go, are you?" His cock was dripping again, leaking precum, and I could feel it against my flushed skin."I'm stubborn." I teased his right nipple with my teeth,.