She wasn't bad at all. About 5'2" - what I would call petite - with a nice body. 36-C breasts if my guess was accurate. They were firm and bounced ver... nicely when she moved - a little too big in proportion to her frame but you weren't about to hear me complaining. Fairly long brunette hair that just reached the bottom of her shoulder blades. Wide lips, upturned nose, gray eyes with dark brows and lashes behind a pair of granny glasses. She was wearing the college equivalent of a conservative. .."She released him from her mouth and watched as his cock expanded in preparation of exploding. His body was tensed, every muscle vibrating as he hovered just over the edge of no return but not yet in the free fall of ecstasy. She looked at his face as his eyes rolled back and his neck tensed. She slowed her strokes and kept him just over the edge for a moment, enjoying his impending crisis, then, wanting his pleasure she sped her strokes up once again. She watched as the first stream erupted,. In all his frolicking around during his academic career, he had never seen anything as beautiful or as perfect. His Patty was perfect, well almost. Her body was like Aphrodite, her mind like Pythagoras, and her mouth, oh that mouth of hers. He wanted it back, but he didn’t mind this quiet respite. If he told her that, she would rip him apart, layer by layer, and feed him pieces of his heart, while he was still alive. She did have a mean streak in her, and it wasn’t to be tested. (Brad had. Evening came and Chandran arrived and I took leave from my FIL.My breasts were aching heavily of milk. I was so desperate to reach my house. When I reached there I was shocked to see Ramesh sitting on the couch and chatting with my MIL. Despite the fact that my breasts were aching I managed to give a smile towards my MIL.She said that she is leaving back for the village now. They were waiting only for me to arrive. She was going to see her sister who has fallen sick. She said that my husband.