With my other hand, I reached up and began caressingmy the engorged nipple of my right breast, causing my heart to almost skipa beat and lose my breat...h. Continuing to massage my sopping wet clitorisand labia alternatively, my breathing turned into stifled moans. Desiringeven more stimulation, I began rolling and pinching my erect nipplebetween my fingers. As the girl in the video was reaching her climax, Ibegan to feel my own orgasm crest like a giant wave at the beach, the wayit would pick. She looked at me differently now. She was waiting. Waiting for me to finish; waiting for me to make my move. When the last bush stroke was laid down, I nearly dropped my brush and pallet. I didn’t run to her, but moved with a fluid motion as though pulled by some force beyond my control. I stopped just in front of her without touching her. Now we looked into each others eyes and calibrated out breaths to one another. The air was thick with anticipation, I could feel our souls being drawn toward. The fact that she was sitting on concrete had no impact on her.Steve may have been widowed for several years, but he knows how to take control. April encourages, him with faintly heard words like “that’s the spot. You are so good. Faster there.” He bends forward and kisses April’s thighs and purposefully moves into her erogenous zone. His tongue darts across her moist pussy lips. The taste is spectacular. He exclaims, “This tastes so good. Oh you taste wonderful.” He wants to tease some. She began to wipe and dry up her whole body with the towel. Then, to my pleasant surprise, I saw her hands reaching her back and unhook the bras. What I saw nearly petrified me. Her big boobs now released from the clutches of the bra-cups charged out menacingly.. I felt a chill run up my spine. I could see parts of her white beautifully shaped big melons. The bras still hanging on her shoulders, she ran the towel beneath the bras and over the boobs wiping. I shook my head sharply to bring me.