She was hosting the rehearsal dinner in her back yard. My sister and I were working on some things for the dinner when her son the groom to be walked ...in with one of his buddies. That morning when I got ready for the day I just put on a t-shirt and a pair of shorts and no bra. Well my nephews friend just kept looking at my boobs as my nipples are always hard and with just a thin cotton shirt on they were visible. I chuckled to myself at the attention from this young man but thought nothing more. I dip in further and further, wanting to finish this passionate drink. I can barely take it anymore. You are feasting on my body with your wanting mouth, me most generous to give all my liquid in reply. Lightning flashes of radiance shoot through my brain in reaction to your doings. My breath short and fast as another spasm rips through me, leaving me weak and weepy. I feel your wetness on my tongue as I compel your body to reach new heights. A splash against my lips, briny and pure fuels my. She is yours, Brandon. You can do whatever you want with Mrs. Williams. Anything, Brandon. Anything at all...Her orgasm came quickly. It was sweet, profound, and exquisite. She cried aloud as tiny swells of pleasure ripple outward from her core. The fingers of her hands continued to dance and play, one on a breast with a very erect nipple, the other between a pair of thighs that now pressed tightly against that hand, keeping it where it is until the last currents of her orgasm faded away.. Then she unbuttoned my shirt and jeans with her foot she pushed it down and I then removed it. I started massaging her boob, pressed it, squeezed it and then brought my hand towards her blouse. I touched and pressed that portion and took my lips off hers and lowered down, pressed it against her boobs. Her nipples hardened under my touch. I started kissing both her boobs without removing the blouse all over. Madhavi was moaning aaaaaaaaaah! Aaaaaaah! It was loud. I was pressing my lips and face.