Just give me a minute… Uh, uh, just wait…”I heard her put the phone down and I could now hear what sounded like springs squeaking. As I began to...put one and one together in my head my suspicions were confirmed by Anita's words, which I could hear even with the phone put down.. "Uh, uh, fuck yes! Fuck me harder with that big black cock!”“Stretch my little white pussy out! Uh, uh...I am going to cum!” “Fuck me!!” Those words were followed by a male groaning as the springs squeaked more rapidly as. She wore a round neck t-shirt. Her bra wasn’t tight as her boobs were always hanging down because of its heaviness. They were huge. Over that she wore a jacket as it was winters then. She sat on bed and I pulled a chair in front of her. We started talking and I couldn’t resist staring at her heavy boobs. She noticed it but didn’t try to hide.Rather she bended backwards a little putting each her hand at her sides on bed opening her jacket more. It looked as if she wanted me to pounce on her and. May as well just let myself go and marry my vibrator, Fred. That’s all the action I’m getting anyway. Anna shut off the water and toweled dry, deciding that she didn’t even feel like blow-drying her hair. She wrapped a knee-length, white cotton robe around her, the cloth hugging her ample curves, and walked into the living room to see if any of the reruns on the DVR were episodes that she had missed. A knock on the door interrupted Anna’s deletion spree, causing her to raise an eyebrow. She. It was at that moment that she grabbed it and started stroking it. still speechless I just layed there as she stroked my rock hard dick now with both of her hands. she then said so sexually as she looked up at me that she knew that I had been taking her thongs from her. but she wasn't mad at all in fact she said it turned her on. I told her about my fetish for a girl in her underwear, lace or silk, black or white, thong or boyshorts, it all was a big fetish of mine. so then she proceded to.