In the end, the girl left with not one book, but an entire stack. There had been so many to choose from- she appeared happy enough to stay there for d...ays- that Sawyer hadn't the heart to make her cull the selection.She remained in her little bubble of happiness through the entire transport ride. Only after the door opened did the smile slide off her face."This isn't your house," she said. It wasn't a house at all. In front of them, a skyscraper rose gleaming, low clouds made it seem to touch. This was better than just getting head, because this woman loved giving me head, I have missed that feeling so much, a woman just wanting to please me and by pleasing me she was pleasing herself. I was getting this mouth watering feeling myself, and I was hungry to take the plunge, I moved around a dove deep down into licking and sucking her pussy. I do love a fresh pussy, not shaved, but trimmed, short enough not to get in the way, but not to short so that I feel stubble. Stubble on the pussy,. ’ Paul went back to bed leaving me alone with my thoughts. I didn’t want to tell him the reason I didn’t want to go back to bed was I didn’t want to go to sleep again. I thought if I didn’t go back to sleep it wouldn’t happen again. As soon as Paul left for work that morning, I went outside to work in the yard. I had to do something, anything to stay awake. I had worked out in the yard until around eleven when Barbra my friend from across the street came out and stood by her car asking me what. Suddenly my tits were out and I was holding a glass of champagne while two women wrapped me up in a measuring tape. You were stunned at the way they complimented me on a gorgeous set of tits. We laughed like a couple of old friends that despite my size I was not sagging the way some women are. One of the ladies told me I was down-right perky. I told them I was raised by a woman who taught me how to maintain big tits. Until that bra-less summer I practically slept in a bra that had good.