The bra was a D-cup, the panties were satin with lace embroidering. Looking at the tag on the bra, I saw that it read 38F. I unzipped my pants and pul...led out my already stiff cock. I held one of the cups of the bra in the palm of my hand and wrapped it around my thick shaft. Then I began stroking my hand up and down, sliding the smooth, bra up and down my hard cock. In my other hand I’d fold out the panties, some time I’d give them I sniff. Fantasies filled my head as I fucking girls through. Chandra was a determined female, as everyone who knew her was well aware. She had been determined that her baby would be fathered by the man she loved, even if it meant going without all the other lovers she greatly enjoyed. Now she could have hot times with her fuck buddies again. Sure, they could have used condoms, but she had sworn off those a long time ago. Not real sex! The tingles her pussy got when a fresh shot of semen sprayed inside her were an essential part of the satisfaction.The. How her opinion on kids had come full circle, and having had two previous abortions and a sterile husband, she was worried that she'd never have a family. She had confessed in the hot tub that she'd often wondered what her life would be like had she married me instead of him.Our lips met one last time in the kitchen as a decision had apparently been reached. She led me down the stairs to my room and we fell to my bed, kissing with fervour.Her body was soft and warm under mine and it wasn't long. But then there's the taste ... oooh God! Ninety-nine times out of one hundred, if it smells good, it tastes even better. Like that salty taste when you lick the heel of your hand, but mixed with this oddly erotic manly smell, not like sweat or BO, but ... I don't know ... it's indescribable."And then you're sucking on it, and moving your mouth along his dick, using your tongue to massage all these sensitive spots. If you stop and just hold still, you can actually feel his heartbeat, right there.