She leaned forward so I could release the bra’s clasp, thus freeing her beautiful tits. They were remarkably firm for a woman who had given birth to...two children. I told her, “Jean, you have a wonderful set of tits.” She smiled broadly and replied. “You really think so? Thank you.” When I moved my mouth to her nipples, they had already become hard and extended. They were the size of large peas. Sucking on them brought soft moans from Jean. She took my head into her hands and held my face. I had been dreaming all summer of doing this.I then turned my wand on low and rubbed it all over my clit and then slid my new glass vibrator into my warm and wet pussy. The new toy was very thick and had an amazing head and felt incredible in my aching cunt. I rubbed the wand all over my clit and fucked myself hard with the warm glass toy."Oh yes! Fuck this feels so good in my cunt. Oh God!"I often like to talk, while I'm fucking myself. It really helps to get myself off. I moved the glass toy. ‘Jannie doesn’t stand on ceremony with family.’ Before she could respond, he bent his head and kissed her again, an achingly sweet and tender kiss, and she could tell from the way he held her that he was struggling to keep from deepening it. ‘Heerlijk!’ he said, raising his head reluctantly. ‘No fair!’ she answered, raising accusing eyes to his face. ‘I don’t know much Dutch!’ Peter smiled, and the dimple in his cheek teased her. She reached up, without thinking, and touched a finger to it,. It had been so easy to laugh off the woes of those gripped by emotions – he’d made good on every opportunity to mock these poor people. Other than anger, which was his default setting anyway – he only felt whatever he chose to feel. Not anymore. Now he was totally spent, having been burned to the core. If getting to him had been their plan then well, mission fucking accomplished. They’d chosen the perfect spot and struck him precisely at his Achilles’ heel. The tears didn’t last long but they.