Then she would pull off it and rub it on her face like she couldn’t get enough of me. I planted my mouth on her clit and sucked on it, making soft ...quick circles and figure 8’s. I reached up and grabbed her ass and spread her cheeks apart a little, kneading her butt like a baker kneads dough. Cries of passion and hunger for each other began to grow louder. The space that had grown between us had began to dissipate into intimacy and longing to please each other like we never had before. As my. I knew that my husband really liked them. He always says that more than a mouthful is a waist. However he can’t help but look at a big set of tits with plenty of cleavage. I even check them out myself.I had seen my son stare at my crotch lots of times but mostly when I was wearing a pair of tight fitting jeans and a button up shirt with a few of the buttons undone. He was always trying to look down my top so occasionally I would bend over and let him. I barely fill out an A-cup bra so there was. Liv smiled at her, “takes one to know one bitch” they both started laughing.At 7:20 they were in the parking lot as Bill and Tre walked out of the store, they headed for the car. Liv had both windows down Tre stuck his head in the window, put his hand behind Sherry’s head he gave her a kiss with a little tongue. She responded immediately by opening her mouth to accept his tongue.They separated only to realize Bill not only had his tongue in Liv mouth but a hand on her tit which she seemed to. Emma fights back her tears and says, "I know Sam. You're right. But it's just, we were so perfect once. Why can't we just go back to the way things were? Did I do something wrong? Am I not enough?" I feel a tug at my heart. Of course she's enough. She's fucking beautiful. I wipe away a tear running down her cheek and open my arms. Emma half smiles and leans into me, wrapping her slender arms around my waist. I take her in and give her a firm hug. "I know it's hard Emma but whats done is done..