Cupping her firm breasts in his hands, taking a nipple between his lips. Bazza’s tongue teasing it as he drawed it into his warm mouth before moving...to the other, kissing and licking the underside of the slut wife’s soft breasts. Bazza runs his tongue down her tummy, stopping to toy with her belly button. Arriving between Helen’s legs, kissing, licking and biting her inner thighs. Bazza watched on as her sweet butterfly swell and dampen with desire, Bazza’s finger’s soon entered Helen’s hot wet. " You have a couple of things going for you better than she has," he chuckled. "This last year you've improved your looks..." Oh, I love compliments!" she laughed, arching her beautiful breasts forward. "And shame on you!" I'm leaving," he said, his voice off key. "We have to stop this, you know that? If the folks ever heard what we say--" Well, they won't, honey," she said, staring at his crotch. "And I am going to start on the Pill so you won't have to worry if I date Henry again... or some. It had athin shoulder strap. I thanked her and put my keys and credit card init.She had also brought a measuring tape. "Now just stand up for a momentwhile I check your vital statistics," she said. After she had finishedmaking notes on a pad she said, "Well you haven't exactly got an hour-glass figure. But there again a lot of girls these days don't. I'm surewe can find clothes that would suit your shape. And there are all sortsof foundation garments that could give you a few extra curves if. From your look, I never thought you would have so much of vigor and vitality to fuck…’ she said appreciatively. ‘Jasmin, that makes two of us. It was all your magic. To be specific, the magic of your pussy’ I complimented back. ‘See for yourself, Jai, what mess you have made my pussy in’ she told. I looked at her pussy. I really felt sorry and felt guilty-conscious. I could find some cut marks on the edges and rims of her pussy’s circumferences and, of course, there were traces of little bl**d.