I gulped as my brain soaked up the sight before me: The hottest chick I had ever met, dressed in a tiny, white lace nightie that barely covered her am...zing chest. The narrow neckline plunged down like a dagger between her unsupported tits, the weightless lace fabric resting gently on her succulent curves. Below the shelf of those world-class breasts, the whiff of fabric became almost transparent, and it cascaded down to past a pair of frilly white thong underwear.This probably sounds crazy, but. Twila looked down at her large, round breasts. Her small nipples were potruding a little more than usual, since she was just standing at the door, exposing her chest to the cold. "No, they just got a little cold." She said softly, placing her hands on them to keep them warm. Justin giggled. "Come on, let's get you really warm". Twila followed Justin to the fireplace, where the sat down on the soft area rug and watched the flames together for a few minutes, cuddling each other. "I really missed. She tastes her juices on his lips.“Ohh….that felt so good. You’re a pretty good pussy eater.”“You mean for an older man?”“Touché.”His semi-erect cock is pointing at her opening. She strokes him, rubbing the head against her clit.“My pussy is ready for your cock.”He directs her to get on all fours facing the foot of the bed, one of her favorite positions. She readily complies. She rests on her elbows with her ass in the air offering her pussy. She spreads her knees apart offering a better view. Alcohol always makes me horny as hell. Well, lets just say my Ferarri race car in my pants went from 0-60 in two seconds. I tried to play it cool, so I responded with a casual What do you need him for, I mean, Im here and you said yourself Ive got a bigger cock. Hahahaha…I guess youre right. Why not? she said as she sidled over towards me. She had lust in her eyes as she tore off my belt and my cargo shorts and pulled my now fully erect cock out from my button-hole plaid boxers. I never even.