If thought this redhead was a 12 on a scale of 1 to 10, seeing her perfect breasts upped her to a 15 at least. They were perfect C-cups, no sag at all... with small puffy aureole and small hard nipples. I had only caught a glimpse of them earlier in the bathroom, but now they were standing there pointing at me and begging me to suck on their perfect nipples. I reached out and cupped her breasts, bent down and gently kissed one nipple and then the other. On the second nipple, I held it between my. I did and became quite good at most things. The older I got, the more I learned. Miss Rose once told me that the house had never been in such good repair in years. I was pleased since all I ever wanted to do was make Miss Rose proud of me. I loved Miss Rose.I learned the names of all the girls who worked for Miss Rose. There was Veronica or Ronny, Ling Li or Lee, Pamela or Pammy, Judith or Bunny, Janet or Candy, Alice or April, Ruth or Robin and Miss Rose herself. All the girls had their second. He was Indian and wore the sweater of a local college. We stepped off the path and found a location with a marginal degree of privacy. We spotted another couple nearby enthusiastically fucking, their pants pushed down just far enough so in case they can be quickly pulled up for a hasty departure. I wish now I can recall the young man's name. He had a huge cock. I fell to the ground and began sucking him. These were brief encounters were always done with a degree of anxiety and suspicion as you. I licked up as much of her cum as I could and knew I wanted more. Giving her only a moment to catch her breath, I began licking her clit bud. Then I softly sucked and nibbled on it with my teeth. In less than a minute Vicki came again and once more I eagerly drank from her well. Next I began kissing her tummy and worked my up to her breasts, kissing all around and under them until finally I reached her nipples. I kissed her nipples which were already hard and then I gently sucked and nibbled on.