“What size bra do you wear, Mrs. De la Vega?” I asked, trying to be casual about it and pretending that I rub women’s tits every day of the week....“I wear a 40DD. Why Tony, you like them? They are real, not plastic.” She replied proudly.“Yes, I do like them, a lot!” I answered rather enthusiastically. “They feel wonderful!”While I was massaging her massive globes of beauty, she reached over, felt my cock through my shorts, and gave it a squeeze.“Wow, I am having quite a reaction on you Tony!” she. As you grab Amelia's butt cheeks you look over & see me watching. I fondle my breast & lightly play with my clit. Mmm watching you please another woman the way you please me is such a turn on. I reach to catch Amelia's breasts. They are bouncing now as she is slowly grinding herself onto your face. I kiss her lips & taste myself in her mouth.I say that I want you Tom & Amelia moves away. I tell you to lie on the bed. Amelia moves to the chair to watch. I slowly lower myself onto your face. My. " Maybe. Jack, she needed me to work her over. And when she gets through this, she'll probably thank me for caring about her. But she also needs to know that she has some value. She screwed up, but that doesn't mean she's worthless." Maybe you should have told her that." It would have detracted from the message she needed to get from me. Having her hero let her know she's still loved is exactly what she needed. So, how about we try to make you feel better?" God, I'd like that. I'm wiped out. The sensations evoked as I watched and felt your skilled swordsmanship, thrusting your steel-hard sword into me lovingly and deeply and repeatedly. Mmmmmm, makes me smile through and through, even all these hours later. I’m still getting the shivers, remembering. On that lawn with the gardener, and who knows who else, likely to see and hear us. It was wonderful. You were wonderful. Purrrrrrrrrrrrrr! Talk about ‘splendor in the grass!’ “You, too, are indelibly etched upon my mind, heart and.