A lot. Too much for Penny to ever beinterested unless she found out he was a pedophile or an abusivefather.She felt his eyes on her, but she didn?t lo...ok at him. She patted theseat to her right, and Joe sat down. She took a deep breath. Tocreate calm, exude calm. She took out her phone and started an audiofile. It was an imitation of the one she used on stage or in heroffice, but Joe responded immediately. The bulge in his pantstwitched again. He strained against his pants, wanting to free. He moved to mount my chest, his cock so wet from me making my chest smooth and lubed."I've always wanted to fuck big tits!" he said smiling as I wrapped them around him. Looking up at him, I asked; "So, you never had a big busted woman before?" No, nothing like you!"His cock began to work back and forth, my tongue hung out and guided the head into my mouth with each thrust. I felt it, he was getting ready. I could feel it so obviously this time!"Oh, shit... Oh, fuck!" his thrust became harder. Feeling uncharacteristically self-conscious, Sophie looked away, tapping at her cup with a nail before setting it down carefully. Cole watched from beneath heavy brows. Clearing her throat, she smoothed the skirt of her mint green morning dress. Overhead, the rain’s unceasing drumming was lightening to an erratic patter and a tense silence was unfurling in its place. Sophie pursued her lips and strolled over to a hideous Tudor writing desk, ‘hmm’ing thoughtfully at a tattered copy of Burke’s. I felt the warmth as her pussy released torrents of natural feminine lubrication to serve as an aid for penile penetration. I lifted and lowered her again and again. Soon, she began to understand the physical mechanics of bathtub fucking. She eagerly joined in. She assisted with the raising and lowering movements. Her dripping wet pussy was gliding effortlessly up and down on my well-lubricated, slippery wet shaft. Thus we began a steady, rhythmic copulation dance. Time became lost. All.