We floated off to sleep. The next morning, I woke to the sounds of distant laughter and chatter. My entire body ached as I tried to stretch against th... soft linen across the huge bed. Lifting my head, I saw them through the double French doors. Paul and Lexi had ordered room service and were having breakfast. Lexi was sitting on one of Paul’s thighs, one of his arms around her, under her camisole. I quickly shook off my drowsiness and made out their conversation. You would have thought they. Man boobs... overly large... even with ahormone imbalance... so large... that even His friends... call them"moobs"... short for Man boobs... and they even jiggle... like womensbreasts... and wobble... and shake... form side to side... every time Hemoves... and casually shifts His position... and when He bends over...they even droop down... like huge pears... at least a bra filling... largeC cup... swinging... back and forth... swaying... from side to side... andswinging around... in short.... But he never drove it home, he just kept poking around randomly, and eventually hopping off. I tried to guide him, but still, no luck. I was sweaty and frustrated and decided to call it quits before I got really impatient with him for something that wasn’t his fault. I let him lick me out, which he was happy to do. That was nice, but not really satisfying, and after that I just mostly lazed around for the rest of the evening, while he busied himself with his usual routine outside. We tried. "Have you really never had oral sex before?" "Never. My ex husband was a prude, didn't want to do anything like that. I've been dying to do it for years. Can I ask what age are you?"I laughed. "Forty one" I responded and Jane looked surprised. "Twenty three years younger than me" she smiled contently and started stroking my cock again. "I hope you have no plans for this morning" she added and kneeled in front of me and started sucking me off, her tits swinging beautifully with every nosh. Jane.