And I guess I sort of did it as a kind of 'fuck you' to your father. It felt good that I was shaving down there and he wouldn't even see it, which is ...is own fucking problem." Whatever the reason, Mom, you look incredible, all over." Thank you, Stephen Sweetie," Carly said coyly. "Does that feel good, what you're doing?" It feels really good, Mom. Especially good because you're here with me." Stephen gave himself deliberate, firm strokes as he had done when he did this for her before. Carly ran. He used the top like a harness, pulling her down before then slamming her back up. He pounded her pussy relentlessly while her body was starved of oxygen. She clawed at his body with limp hands as his arms bulged with the potent muscles he was using to restrain her. The top grew tighter and tighter around her throat, making the veins bulge and the color deepen in her face. She could only manage a few short, gasping moans, gurgling at the lack of air. She rode his cock harder, hoping somewhere. Lindsay had always been self-conscious about her chest size, and through 8th grade she was as flat as could be. By now I had thought she was a small B-cup, but when her shirt came off I saw she was really a C. ‘Damn Lindsay…’ was all I managed to say. My hands found her perky breasts and we both moaned in ecstasy as I massaged her amazing tits. I started to kiss and lightly bite her nipples as I licked my way around her chest. By this time she had laid onto her back and I had taken off my. The only proof that it is not paint is the movement of these toothsome delicacies as they gyrate around the center of the unbelievably sculpted column of the body they adorn. These wondrous mounds are mounted high on her chest. Her dark red nipples are sited just above center causing both to appear slightly tilted up. There is very little space between the warm quivering balls of flesh, ensuring a deep cleavage. It makes me think instantly of titty fucking.Immediately below her tits, her lower.