When she had drained that one, she said goodbye to her men friends at the bar, giving each a big hug and a kiss. They each took the opportunity to gro...e her tits through her dress and stick their tongues down her throat, which she seemed to enjoy greatly. When she had finally finished, I carefully steered her out of the bar, under the disapproving gaze of most of the other customers. I had to keep my arm firmly around her waist, to prevent her falling, as it was obvious that her legs, thick. Another experience occurred one day. It was her cousin’s wedding. Her family took me with them, as I was literally a part of that family. We hired an auto, but as there were four of us, one had to sit on someone’s lap, and I was excited. Let me tell you about myself, I am an average looking guy, with muscular body, as I exercised a lot. Onto the story again, both her mother and brother sat in the auto, with me and her standing outside, her mother told me to sit and take her on my lap, which I. Mom looked at me and said “Wow, you HAVE got some great stamina, but this is kind of tiring anything I can do to speed it up” at this point I didn’t care anymore, I was so horny I just wanted to come.“I...” I said through gasps of ecstasy “I wanna see your tits” mom slowed down, so I looked back at her she looked a little torn. “You said you would help me, and your tits are beautiful, please lemme see them” she stood up and for a second I thought she was going to leave, but she just unbuttoned. These dreams surely must be the subconscious telling me that I must give myself completely to Dick, she thought. I'll tell myself that if it doesn't hurt in the dream, then it won't hurt during the real thing. She had wanted him in there during the shower yesterday; she supposed that was why she had dreamed. Still, though, it was odd. She knew she really wasn't interested sexually in Lord Medwell or Tom Morgan, and so she was puzzled by the fact that her husband had their faces in her.