I had definitely not had feelings like this in quite a while.After arriving home to an empty house I decided I better take care of my problem quick. I...kicked off my heels and collapsed on the couch. I couldn’t help but think of Ty and her hands as I touched my breast. The one feature I have always loved myself, my 42DD’s, the way they feel when I squeeze them. As I pinched my nipple with one hand I closed my eyes and let my other hand wonder down my stomach and to my mound. I shaved. This was penetration with biological intent. She kissed me, pulling me down to her and grinding her body against me. Every motion of her body in my arms implied her lust. Somehow, during this make-out session, clothes were shed from both of our bodies until we were both naked in front of each other. I groaned aloud at the sight of her breasts in front of me, in the current context. In the past I had always avoided getting turned on by her breasts, or any breasts for that matter, out of some. He stared at her and she felt the tingle again. She was now positive the beer had nothing to do with it. The tingle was getting stronger and emanating from her loins. 'I'm prattling on about nothing, ' she thought. 'Why not get right down to it, ' she told herself. Goading herself, Rosa took a deep breath and said, "Why..." she stopped and cleared her throat."Why don't you get rid of those pants and come over here?" Why?" He asked with a knowing grin."Why? So I can suck your cock, that's. Before you carry on you help him take off his trousers and he takes off yours. Now you are both stood before each other in just your underwear taking each other in, eyes running up and down the other to see if anything has changed in the time that has passed. You kneel down on the soft and warm carpet and kiss his stomach and work your way down to the top of his boxers, kissing around the elastic. You look up at him as you pull down his boxers, to revile a rather large and memorable part of his.