I didn’t have a gusher but I did get pretty wet. I also couldn’t believe that they didn’t hear me. I guess Rhoda’s bellowing had muted my palt...ry screams.I was just about to get up and return to my room so I wouldn’t get caught, but my legs were too weak. I couldn’t stand just yet. I sat back for a minute hoping they wouldn’t see me in this condition. I sank back into the sofa cushions and took one last peek. Pete had moved to the side of the table to give Rhoda a soothing connecting rub. He. He said, "Baby, wake up. Your lover has arrived to make sweet love to you." She slowly opened her eyes and turned her head to look at him. She looked into his gorgeous blue eyes and smiled, then said, "Hi babe. I was just dreaming about you. Am I still dreaming or are you really here?" "You are not dreaming, love. I really am here with you." he said before he kissed her deeply to prove it.As he kissed her, he slid her nightgown up her legs, tummy, and chest before slipping it over her head and. He collapsed down onto the bed next to her, panting as he recovered.He pulled her to him in a tight embrace, she could feel his heart hammeringagainst her own chest. His head on the pillow next to hers, he whispered in herear 'Your turn baby'. ???? His fingers found her soaking pussyinstantly, and he knew just how much she had enjoyed him using her mouth. Theyslid gently between her lips, finding the hard bud of her clit straight away.The intensity of his touch made her gasp. He let his fingers. "You're definitely borderline," she concluded."But how can I be? I mean, the bra feels tighter, not looser." Oh, I meant that you're a C cup, bordering on D." D??" I squeaked. "How could I be a D? That's ... that's impossible! There's no way I could be that big." Well ... let me measure you again."No way could I be a D! D's were ... well, they were big, there's just no other description. B's are small, C's are ... well, perfect, and D's were ... big! Women with D-cups had big breasts, titanic.