God, she would kill for boobs like that. So light, so easy to maintain, not taking any of your brain-blood to operate. So easy to dress in the morning...No wonder Annette was so wonderful. Sonja shot a dirty look at her own boobs.Why did they have to be so big?Sonja was an hour late to work the next day. She’d been walking towards work when fatigue had suddenly hit her, and she’d realized that she had to get some milk. There was milk at work, but work was so far away. She’d started marching. I pushed gently so he was laying down and I undone his pants, freeing his manhood, already rock hard. I took the shiny head to my lips, flicking my tongue around the mushroom-shaped head. Slowly I took all 9 inches into my mouth, his hands buried in my long red hair. I massage his balls and suck and can't help the moan escaping me, the vibrating making his hips jerk. He pulled me up and switched out positions, him looming over me, his mouth kissing from my neck to my breasts. He quickly. Bobbie turned her back on us and reached back to unhook the bra. She held the cups against her tits as the straps popped when she released them. She slowly turned to face us as she swayed her hips. The blush had gone and lust had replaced it. She hefted her big tits, pushing them together. She slowly lowered the cups revealing her large rock hard nipples. She continued to sway, her tits attempting to keep up. Bobbie noticed LD's cock twitching as it lay on his belly. It was still not fully. Marge did not know of the money, just that I had gotten the patents. I kept it that way, (remembering Frieda).After a total of almost three years of dating, Marge said she was ready to get married. We picked out a ring and set a date. Then a very bad problem occurred. The sperm donor came looking for Jack and by requirement Marge.Jerry Colburn, the sperm donor, was someone I could easily dislike. He was an arrogant asshole, and condescending as hell. We had a little chat, and I found out it.