I run my fingertips along the lace edge of the gown above my breasts..slowly letting it slip down over my breasts…never having removed my eyes from ...yours…I watch you watching me intently…your eyes glazed over. I remain standing before you…letting your eyes travel over me…we make eye contact and I begin to run my fingers over my neck down to my chest running them between my breasts…I cup each breast in my hands running a finger over each nipple feeling them harden beneath my touch…I take a. She is tall, but also a late bloomer; she has not yet fully grown into her womanhood, and thus still has lean hips and petite breasts.Eleanor has lived her entire life being pampered in a spacious manor in London, England. Though she wants for no physical possessions, her heart aches for a freedom that thus far has been denied to her. After all, an English noblewoman has expectations, and hers' come in the form of a young man named Charles Tarell. Charles Tarell is Eleanor's betrothed, and is. I could hear the muffled sounds of her moaning as she came down from her orgasm.Jade released her grip and pushed me sharply away from her, “fuck I love it when you do that, but I just become too sensitive, I need a break”She swung herself around her head now off the end of the bed, “Fuck my throat.”I moved forward, angled myself so that my cock could easily enter her mouth. Jade licked it a few times and then I pushed forward. I was not gentle and I felt her gag as my cock entered her throat.. She was 49 at that time but looked as if she was in her 30s.She has fair skin and a figure of 36-28-32. And her boobs were huge with pink nipples and a hairless body, not even on her pussy. I tried to console her. She hugged me very tightly and sat on the edge of the bed. Her huge boobs were crushing on my chest, and I liked it.After some time, she stopped crying and lifted her head to look at my face. I lost control and started kissing her on the lips at that time. Her eyes widened in shock..