“Shut the fuck up,” was her response.She strode up to the saleslady, a thin middle-aged lady, and ordered, “Get Kaylie.”“Oh! ... Hi, Ms. Deb...bie,” the saleslady replied, her eyes dropping straight to Debbie’s huge titties.Debbie towered over the woman who was just a bit taller than me. Her sandy blonde hair was cut in a bob style.I noticed that the woman called Debbie ‘Ms.’ and briefly wondered why I wasn’t being made to use that term.“GET ... KAYLIE!” Debbie ordered again impatiently.“Yes, Ms.. ”He wanted to talk, that was clear. “Meg sure surprised me. She insisted on being a virgin bride and I accepted that. On our honeymoon she discovered what she’d been avoiding and all that I ever heard about redheads in the sack proved true. She loved it. It’s a good thing I had some experience though. I dated a divorced woman for a while and learned a lot which I had to put to use right then.”Of course he had my attention. “What do you mean?” I asked to keep him talking.“She wants it all the. For the rest of the evening, we made love like man and wife.We took our dinner in a restaurant and came home to our suhageaat. My husband made me naked and I hugged him. He could feel my hard, thick nipples from my 36dd breasts against his chest and his cock was harder than it ever was, throbbing against the mound of my pussy. Now that I was his wife, things were much slower. His hand reached down and began to caress my large breast. I smiled at my son/husband lovingly and then rolled onto my. Geoff could resist no longer and bent over her, planting a long, noisy kiss directly on her clitoris. His hand had found his thick cock and as he pulled back the foreskin his cock head was dark purple and covered in pre-cum. I thought he was going to splash his offering all over his own feet but he managed to pull himself away from Christine’s loins and moved away from the table, still clutching his reddening knob in his hand.Hands from all directions covered Christine’s body like serpents,.