Yes that's 38FFs and I loved getting to kiss and lick and fondle and suck on them as she was riding me cowgirl style and both of us cumming like crazy...at the same time. She was wonderfully multi orgasmic and we discovered with the help and advice of a friend of hers that she knew before she and I meet(he and I are still good friends) how great it was to fuck for a couple of hours then stop and relax for a while before starting up again. I especially remember the night after we'd attended a very. Only to discover they'd been attacked by werewolves! Their Keeper was a blood mage, and with a bit of discussion I managed to get him to tell me the entire story. I figured he deserved his revenge, and had no trouble helping them kill Witherfang.The werewolves proved largely easy foes; blood magic parted the barrier they'd erected in the forest, and we slaughtered the lot of the furry cursed creatures. Zevran aided me in cutting out Witherfang's heart, and we presented it to Zathrian, who cured. The room looked clean except for the family table, which was pushed against the wall. On the top of the table was a small pile of white crystals. Pardin licked his finger and stuck it in the pile. Bringing the crystals that clung to his fingers to his tongue, he grimaced slightly at his tongue burning as the salt dissolved.Salt left on the table was an ancient custom. Finding salt meant that the inhabitants had packed up and left for good but that they had left the kitchen clean and usable. The. He had an idea about where to find that one.Jason confided that he particularly liked attention paid to his back, buttocks, shoulders, and the nape of the neck. After a couple of passes, I was in complete agreement. I promised him a tongue bath later. He accepted and claimed he would hold me to it if he had to take a rain check. Ears are supposed to be a big one, but they did not do much for me. The one that surprised us both was my wrists. It took only a couple of licks, a blow and fingertips.