? She blushed. ?I really likethese boobs.??So do I!? laughed Elizabeth.?Well what am I supposed to do? If I give them to you then I?m going tobe the o...ne with... I mean, no offense or anything, but I?d be the onewith small boobs. Not that there?s anything wrong with that.??Oh, no, Elles, no offense taken, I get it. Completely. Don?t even tryto front. It sucks.? Elizabeth shrugged. ?I guess you?d have to find anew pair???Honestly, Elizabeth,? Ellen looked down at the device, then over atthe. I grin quietly, remove my hand and move between your legs, softly pushing them wider apart, making sure to not make any sudden movements. Leaning on my hands I bend over you, laying my shaft in the crack my fingers passed moments ago. I watch your face, see you eyelid twitching as you sleep, still breathing steady. A dim red blush adorning your cheek. Bending my neck I give that same cheek a kiss, and then slide my member the way my fingers went before. Slowly down until it reaches its. Everybody else might have been dancing, but we neither knew nor cared. Our universe was our two bodies, lost in each other, cocooned together, moving as one in a slow, sensual drift, ignorant of and oblivious to the rest of the room. Seldom has a blind date turned out so well. Her head was on my shoulder and her firm young breasts were burning holes in my shirt. Unbidden, my hand slid down the graceful curve of her spine to stroke her taut dancer’s butt, a touch as soft as a subtle question.. Before she could react, Fatima had pushed the surprised and rapidly weakening MILF fully inside the stolen vehicle.Moments later, Fatima had eased the legs of our comatose Milf into the foot well by the passenger seat of the stolen car, before easing her Tee shirted upper body upright and then fastening the seat belt around the passed out blonde.Sliding behind the wheel, Fatima then drove the stolen car, complete with its kidnapped passenger, half a kilometre down the quiet road before turning.