During that night as we were chatting, I was curious to know about her. So I started to ask about her. During this time I got to know that she was jus...t 1 year elder than me.This struck my mind that as an adult she would have been curious about sex. Hence, I asked her regarding her personal matters. To which she said that her husband is always busy with office work and he barely gives sex to her. This was enough for me.As a lover of married and fat women, this led me to take this relationship to. I asked them if their bedrooms were carpeted. They were and we went into one of them. I had them stand next to one another, I backed away a few feet and slipped off my dress, standing there in just my see-through panties and my still high and firm breasts. I did a slow turn, letting them take it all in. OK, I know I’m hot, in that girl-next-door sort of way I told you about but don’t hate me ‘cause I’m beautiful. I guess I should mention that I trim and mow my bush, as I feel that’s sexier than. “Is this the way I should do it?” she asked as she slowly ran her hand up and down my cut cock.“Yes Shelly,” I said as I cupped her bare breast for the first time. I was amazed at how soft they felt outside of her bra. Yet they were firm enough to not sag like the old hags I had seen in an old porn magazine a guy had at school. Her nipple responded to my touch and she closed her eyes and our lips touched. I felt her hand push my cock down and rub it against her wet slit and I felt like I was. Below her face her slender neck was, as always, the same. She moved further down. Her breasts were succulent. They stood proud for their inspection, her areola were slightly puffed out and her nipples were just a little erect. Natalie hefted each breast experimentally. No larger than a handful they were perfect for her frame. I’ve been good to them and they’re showing their appreciation. Natalie gasped as she flicked each nipple and traced her areola in thanks. Let’s not get too carried away.