My cock was pressed between my stomach and her fuzzy crotch. Her chest was pressed against me; I kissed her back and wrapped my arms around her.“Oh...Bryan…” she moaned.She pulled back from our embrace and grinned. She grabbed her massive right breast in her hand and guided its swollen nipple towards my mouth. I began to suck like I did the night before and her milk began to flow into my mouth. “Yes baby, suck my tits! Oh fuck…Bryan you are so good at this!” she moaned.I sucked her right. I felt him guide me into that spot which all men seem to like, right into the crock of his arm. He kicked up the sheet with his free leg, then pulled it half over us. All I could think was, “no, no, no, I don’t want to stop!” but I snuggled in beside him, enjoying the press of our naked bodies. I felt his hand reach out to my breast and pull it across his chest like a soft fleshy blanket. His eyes were still closed and I was getting disgusted. I didn’t want to sleep. I didn’t want to rest. . We finally stopped moving as her buttocks rested over the TV cabinet.I asked her to raise her hands, pulled her camisole up, removed it and threw it on the floor. As she raised her hands while removing her camisole, I had a glimpse of her bright and broad underarms. It looked so clean, with no hint of hair or even sprouting over it.My desperation kept mounting higher and higher as I got ideas of tasting her body much beyond sex that night. As I got her semi-nude for a few seconds, I was amazed. You reached behind my back and pushed at the clasp that held my bra in place, its soft cotton design was enticing to touch and feel against your chest;You let one hand to slide down along the side of my body and pull at my waist so that my hips rose up to meet yours. other hand finally slid the clasp of my bra open and I slipped the supporting straps from my shoulders and down my arms. I sighed with a relief as the cotton slid from my body and exposed my soft breasts to your caring touch..