“The surgeon’s certainly done a good job on them. They look much better.” Aunt Salim gasped. “They’re enormous! And unnatural! Are you sure ...we’ve done the right thing, Fatty?” “Of course we have!” Fatima reassured her. “Don’t you think, Amna? You’ve now got a beautiful pair of forty eight double D cup, darling. Your breasts will be the envy of everyone!” Amna self-consciously explored the contours and the strange weight of them. Her aunt was right. They were enormous! And they felt so hard and. ‘This shirt. Take it off. Now,’ he demanded. Cherish lifted her shirt above her head and tossed it to the floor. Jamal stared hungrily at her 40C breasts. He kissed the swells of her breasts, darting his tongue in between them. He saw her erect nipples straining through her sheer black bra. He licked them through the lacy film, nipping them gently. Cherish let out a throaty growl of pleasure. Jamal ripped her bra off, releasing her abundant chocolate breasts. He took a step back and admired. I push my body into you, my hip moving against your pussy, slowly, but hard. “I need you.” You moan against my neck. I put you down and turn the shower off. We dry ourselves off and I leave my towel in a heap on the floor. I pull yours off from around you and throw it on top of mine. I follow you down the hall this time, and push you forwards onto my bed so you’re bent over. Your ass is pressed against my throbbing pussy. You roll over so your legs are hanging and your hips are on the side of. I was living with my 2 aunts after the death of their father. They had a small house with only 2 rooms. One was the lounge which doubled up as the bedroom and the other was the bedroom where my two aunts slept. I used to sleep in the lounge but one night we had a storm and I slept in the main bedroom with my 2 aunts. I was just dozing off to sleep when I felt a hand touching my penis. I was startled but I froze. I thought that in her sleep my aunt accidentally touched me. I tried to push the.