I’ve been with really great guys that I loved who had small penises. The sex was great because of how much I cared about them. It was all about the ...loseness and the emotional connection. But they weren’t a great fuck. You know what I mean ladies. Then I’ve been with some guys who I didn’t have a real emotional connection with but did have an animalistic one. They had to have decent sized cocks, preferably girthy enough to stretch and fill without hurting too much. Plus they had to know how to. The fact that another female was touching her in such an intimate spot brought color to Sarah's cheeks. Suddenly she longed to touch the beautiful blonde's exquisite breasts, to feel the soft mounds of forbidden flesh under her fingers.Moaning, Sarah's hands reached out to cup the twin globes. The firm smooth flesh felt pleasant and Sarah found her hands moving in slow wet circles. Almost as if they possessed a will of their own, her fingers kneaded the ivory tits, creating a foamy lather that. Karen my wife was not best pleased but accepted my explanation.When my wife left, within five minutes Jo walked into the ward and made a bee line for my bed. Now Jo looked ravishing in her nurse's uniform but she blew my mind as she now sat bedside my bed wearing a short skimpy skirt, her legs seemed to go on forever and I even saw a merest hint of her lacy panties. She wore a low cut top which more than demonstrated the deep cleavage she had.For the next half hour we chatted like we had known. "But I want to go home now, Erik." OK, love. You heard the lady, didn't you? She wants to go home now, so we'll go. But thank you." Well, thanks to you, too. Some woman you've got there." He removed his arms, and pretty soon Erik had the car rolling, while Ulla rolled the window back up.For a little while they drove in silence, Ulla still slumped back in her seat, making no attempt to cover up herself. Finally, as they were approaching our little town, she pushed herself up into the ordinary.