Seeing Kate’s awesome breasts hanging there as she ran lotion on Susan’s soft skin, my pants were getting tighter by the minute. “Check this out...” Dave said, “I shot some video too” and then a video of Susan and Dave playing Frisbee on the beach. And just like I thought, he was very nicely hung. Dammit! Why can’t they have some flaw, or was this casualness towards nudity and sex it? Susan would throw it and her pert breasts would hardly move. Staying nicely in place, her nipples pointing. I focused my gaze on his genitals, and was somewhat relieved that he did not show any signs of arousal. Well so much the better, I thought. My own personal fantasies must be getting the better of me. This was simply an old-fashioned, polite and honorable gentleman who obviously had his erotic feelings fully under control. He probably had realized I was young enough to be his daughter, so of course he would practice self-control. I deliberately chose not to wear latex gloves for this part of the. There was nothing she could do about it. He reached over and pressed the seat recline button on the console. The whirr of the electric motor temporarily drowned out the thumping heartbeat in her chest as it slid the seat down and backwards, leaving her horizontal, on her back, looking up at her assailant. He absent mindedly ran a hand inside the neck of her blouse, down beneath her bra, and squeezed her breast. The other casually flipped the safety belt release, freeing her from it's. I watched my wife sip her coffee very carefully.A quarter of an hour later, she was in a daze again, no longer answering my questions, slumped on the bed. I carefully removed the tray and watched her in her nightgown. I couldn’t help but undo the buttons and bring out her big breasts, with their large, dark areolas. I grabbed them with full hand and kneaded them quite strongly. My wife still did not react. I then took out my cock and, stepping over my wife’s body, rubbed it against her breasts,.