We went for a movie and shared few kisses and smooches in the hall. We were least interested in the movie and she touched my penis and I got to touch ...her boobs. After the interval we planned to leave the hall when she could not resist herself from getting banged. We went to a hotel and closed the door and I started smooching her passionately. She was supporting me so well. I moved my hand towards her boobs and put my hand inside her top. I was pressing her nipples. Slowly I moved my hand. Something about the world for my two hemispheres.”She opened her purse and took out a tube. “I thought we might need this, so I went to the store while you were asleep.” As she lubed herself up, she said, “It’s odd how many men love breasts but so few actually like doing this. You’re the third.”“But do you like it?”She shrugged as she enveloped me in her soft flesh. “With you I do. Have fun now. Wear yourself out.” She laughed as I immediately thrust up fast and hard into her cleavage and her. I tease your lips with my tongue and you try to capture it with your teeth. You grab my head and pull my mouth tightly against yours, driving your tongue as far as it will reach. I suck on it, trying to pull you deeper. I pull back, my lips sliding to the tip of your tongue and then I suck it back into my mouth. You moan and your cock twitches inside me, demanding attention. I squeeze my muscles in long slow contractions around you. You move your hands to my ass and pull me hard against you,. As I said my lunch was prepared by an Italian lady who worked in the factory, she was a fussy medium height lady who I learned later had never been married but she was about 45, quite plump with about 40 DD breasts, a very jolly person, after a few days of having lunch as I described she then came the next day and asked me to come with her using hand signs for me to follow, she took me to a small kitchen that had a table along one wall, the table was laid for one, I was a bit embarrassed when.