.. he didn't know just how much. Wendy would have easily been comfortable as the wife of a wealthy cuckolded equestrian in Ancient Rome, screaming at ...the top of her lungs and seated in a special VIP box of some marble amphitheater as two gladiators fought for blood. She would have been the same woman after a day at "the games," having a large heavily muscled slave massaging special ointments upon her naked form as she reclined upon a bed; perfumed oils concocted from the sweat of victorious. I was a little embarrassed, but she just laughed and said it’s good for both of us to have trust on this. I was ok then and horny as hell. She then came near me and sat on my lap and gave me a kiss.We were kissing for about 2 to 3 minutes really intense as soon as grabbed her boob she took my handoff and said we have time don’t rush. I will make sure you get best time of it. She hugged me and went on the sofa. Just talking and cuddling, she told me her story in short nothing exciting. She then. Drops sticked out from my nipples through the wet fabric soaking it even more. The wet spots grew wider.I pushed aside the strap off my shoulder and hooked the side of the huge left cup -i should say basin- and pulled it out, taking care not pressing over my filled flesh. The cup disappeared slowly under my naked breast. She might had forget how big my areolas were as she almost split her lemonade over the table. They were brown type with a diameter of, at least, four inches. The nipple poking. It gives me a body shaking orgasm.I'd like to try that, only thing is my money is back in my room.That's fine I'll put it on the side for you.A mother, father and their embarrassed dau(g)hter came in. She was a cutie, tiny little girl, nice A cup tits with little button size nipples. A little razor burn at her pussy. Mom must have told her to shave her box.Mom had B cup titties with the same button nipples and her pussy was bald. Dad, well lets hope dad is a grower he certainly isn't a show-er..