I reached and caressed a breast. “Oh, yesssss!” she whispered. “Please play with my breasts!” With that, she stopped kissing me and reached in...side her top to unfasten her bra---in front. I had been married for almost 30 years, so I knew when a woman says something like that, you act! I dipped my hand inside her top and found that incredible warm flesh! What is it about a woman’s breast that makes it feel so amazing? Soft and warm. Deliciously curved. I felt her nipple and gently squeezed it. Bath-time meant pulling the tin bath out and filling it with warm water from the boiler in the back-kitchen, which was heated with wood.Her mother would take charge of bath night and always left her and her brother who were close in age to have the last bath of the c***dren before her parents had theirs. The last action was for mother to come in to see if they had finished. She would then crouch down to soap her brother in the private areas and one night she was amazed to see his cock growing. He grabbed my head and slammed it back and forth on his thick long pole as I tried to open my throat better for him. Two Cocks poked thru the holes and he pulled out of my mouth grabbing my head again leading it to one, then the other to suck,saying I was a dirty lil' cocksucker and to make these two new cocks cumm and drink it down.After much gagging and slobbering I did get them off, with him holding my face for them to cover with hot cumm.He rubbed it all over my face and had me lick his. I moan harder as his dick goes in deeper and deeper.He looks at me as he penetrates me further, making sure I do not have to muster pain. He stops when he reached my hymen, and I looked up at him. His eyes were gentle as he looked at me, reassuring me. Imran pushed in and break my hymen with one final hard push. I scream of pain, and Imran keeps still so that I can adjust. After a while I look up at him, and nodded my head.He pushes deeper into me until he reaches my cervix. He can go any.