?This is what fun is!? And she showed Mary her toe with Mary?s tears glistening on it. She hadn?t even noticed she way crying. ?You know what I want w...en I have fun?? Sandy demanded.Mary could guess, but she shook her head.?More fun!? Sandy laughed, and kicked her in the breast, harder. Suddenly Mary realised that Sandy was looking at her intently again, and Sandy?s hand was firmly between her legs, rubbing furiously. ?Tell me what you?re here for!? Sandy shouted. (?Fuck you!? sang the TV.)?I. My head became light. My knees started to buckle. Every ounce of energy rushed to my groin. I felt my cock swell between her lips as cum surged through its length. I let out a deep roar. Hot cream exploded from the tip and surged against the roof of her mouth. Cum poured from my cock in a steady stream. A second equally powerful surge gushed into her mouth followed by a third. Her fingers pressed against my scrotum as several small squirts continued to pump from my cock. Jessica sat back and. Her gaze was too strong, my shame too great. My eyes fell to her breasts. Her giant, white breasts. “oh, god,” I gurgled. The sight was too much for me to take, but I could not tear myself away. She seemed to swell, growing right before my eyes. But it was me, me who was shrinking. I was hypnotized, powerless to look away. "oh...my...god." "Alright, honey, that's okay. Look at them. Look at my breasts." She pushed her shoulders back, displaying their mass, their size to me, making them seem. Even if they admit to feeling it to themselves they won’t explore it or share it with others. Part of my growing process was learning to accept that I am capable of, not just in theory, but in actuality of the most horrific things that any human that has ever lived has done. I am also capable of the good. Every bit of it from child cannibalism to saving the whales is part of being human. I am human.My wife works. One morning this last week as I was driving her to work I saw an old couple.