Although she fought to break the stereotype her subconscious refused to relinquish the connection. Off to college Ethel chose a school as far away fro...m home as her parents allowed. From Philadelphia, Pennsylvania she traveled to Portland, Oregon. Maybe three thousand miles would stretch the umbilical cord thin enough for it to break.Scholarly days and studious nights bookended wild weekends. Ethel discovered her sensuality. Boys whose hormones ran miles ahead of logic saw past Ethel's frumpy. He quietly walked to the door and cracked it open, ensuring Lily truely was locked away in the bathroom. 'I can't do this' his mind screamed at him, as he moved towards the bathroom door silently. He could smell her sweet aroma that came wafting under the door, and hear her moving inside. Mark knew from when he'd previously locked himself out of the bathroom, how to produce a small crack in the doorway. The crack was wide enough to get a spanner through, and also enough to peep. He knew that. Mary desperate wanted a baby. At 5 foot 8, she had a voluptuous figure, with DD-cup breasts, a perfect ass that stood out from the rest of her body, thin with beautifully tanned skin, who would of guessed she was a 46 year old single mother. Mary decided that some shopping could cheer her up and so she went out to the mall to see if there was anything sexy she could buy to help her feel better about her self. "The maternity department is out back, this store is to helping people get pregnant". ’ But the ones that I was being teased with right now were close to perfection. Dangly, with areola like chapel hat pegs. Solid, big, plenty to suckle on when you could reach them, which I couldn’t.Currently the lady they belonged to - Julie - had me embedded in her at one end and was dangling them either side of my neck. Sensuous, teasing and in time to my gentle flexing in the other end. Both of us, sap rising, close to nirvana. It broke seconds later for her and as her sex clamped down on me.