” Jenny was not known for her high cerebral capacity, which everybody at work knew didn’t measure up to her very impressive mammarial dimensions. ...ust a couple of months earlier, in a moment of not so well thought out folly, and at the ripe old age of 50, divorced and resting between girl friends, I’d set up my own very small business in financial counselling, and it looked like it was going to work out alright. Well, self-employed, yes, but ‘self-made’ was still a long way from the truth. I. Today wasn’t that bad, because only the baby was home, and she had put him down for a nap before heading down to the river. The rest of the kids were at friends’ houses and after school activities. She was the oldest of 8 kids. She was 18 years old, and she had been taking care of the rest of her family for as long as she could remember. She needed to get out. *********************** As she walked onto the front porch she could hear her father yelling about something from the living room. She. Just like my women would do anything for me.My tongue licked through her fresh-tasting folds. Her cream coated my tongue and throat. I licked and lapped at her, nuzzling through her delights. I rooted through her, my tongue fluttering. I stirred through her with such a hungry tongue. I made her gasp and whimper. Her thighs squeezed down on my face. Her moans echoed through the room.“Oh, Sven, yes!” she moaned. “Oh, that's so nice. Ooh, yes, yes, yes!”I loved the sounds my woman made when I. She leaned forward, simultaneously grinding against me and shoving her cleavage deep into my face. Despite her shirt being quite wet, it was surprisingly warm; with a reluctant sigh she climbed off of me and into her seat. Every pair of eyes were on the both of us.Camilla smiled cutely while I blushed beet red; the teacher, however, decided to just continue with the lesson that I must say I have no recollection of. As he droned on Camilla stealthily reached her hand over to my crotch, grabbing.