She had closed her eyes and was enjoying every single thing that was happening – the kisses, comments, her moans, everything.Her smell, baby soft sk...n and everything made me mad with passion and lust. What made it even harder was the perfect shape of her cleavage above her blouse. The mound was teasing enough to fire your loin. My lips settled perfectly at the top of her cleavage and I started to suck wildly, almost as if sucking out her boobs from her blouse.Sunita had never experienced such. Sue could not remember the last time she had enjoyed herself with another person as much as that night. Her orgasms were never a given and tonight she had not been disappointed. Kim's hot pulsing body had stoked her fire and she was not ready to have it put out.The second night after Jenny returned home after graduation from college, she passed by her mother's bedroom. Sue stood next to the bed undressing. Jenny paused and watched. Her mother's legs seemed slimmer than she had remembered. Her. They were also white and purple. I got dressed and checked myself out in the mirror. Notbad for 48. My husband loved my hair long. Sometimes itwas down to my waist. Sometimes shoulder length. Rightnow it was between my shoulder blades. I have Latinheritage, so my hair was dark and thick. I have alwayscared for my skin. Between my hair, my skin, and thefact that I am barely 5′ tall I am often mistaken for 20years younger. I had a little extra padding, but myhusband told me he loved my. I was readyto kill myself rather than face it, because the next two and a halfyears of high school were definitely not going to be a fun time for me.My father, as much as he hated the idea of me in skirts, liked itbetter than the idea that I could be in jail, and it was only with hisapproval that this all happened. I knew that he was boxed into a cornerwhen he agreed, but when he did, he made it extremely clear to me thatthere would be no relaxation in my punishment, telling me that I mightas.