I mean, well, like yours. Yours are better. Firmer, not all saggy and bouncy, like hers." Ok, I was skirting the truth a bit. Mom's were nice, but Aun...t Marie's were amazing. My hand had been poised over her boob for a while now, and I carefully moved it closer, until I was barely cupping her."Hers don't really sag much at all," Mom admitted. "Not for ones that size. Only fake ones sit up much firmer than hers." She reached over and pushed my hand off her breast, sliding it down a little. But. ?How much blood are we talking?? Her heart leapt with excitement and she knew her cheeks flushed. ?Not all that much. Don’t need much to make a mess.? ?What else will you put me through?? The way he said it, she knew he wanted it. ?You like rough sex?? she asked plainly, just to be sure. ?Yes.? She moaned softly and curled her fingers to dig her nails into the back of his hand, and he did not pull away. ?Mmmm, yeah.? he said. He leaned. Michael groped her breasts, as he rolled her onto her back. His hands wandered from her breasts, to her shoulders, and down her sides. His right hand slid into her panties, pulling them down slightly. His fingers played and pinched her clit. Chelsea started to moan between kisses, her hands wrapped around his neck. Michael stuck two fingers inside her canal. It was warm and wet, and clenched around his fingers. Their kiss broke, Michael moved his lips from hers, to her neck, down to her. Softly I massaged one with my right hand kissing down her neck I took her nipple in my mouth causing her to squeal with delight. Moaning slightly she grabbed my head with her hands and pulled me into her breast closer and sighed audibly as my tongue snaked around her lovely shaped nipple.Sarah reached down to my hard on and stroked me strongly pulling on me til the tip grazed against her outer folds. I groaned as the sensation of our skin to skin encounter sent shock waves through my body..