Mujhe maja aa raha tha ki yaar baithe baithe ek model jaisi ladki mil gayi.. Ab maine apni jibh se uske muh ke andar pura explore karne laga, uske daa...nto par jibh firane laga… Wo bhi mere saath aise hi kar rahi thi… Hamari ye smooch kam se kam 20 min chali hogi…Ab smooch karte karte wo meri chest par haath firane lagi.. Mujhe laga yaar aaj to ye kuch na kuch karwa ke rahegi maine bhi usko roka nahi. Usne meri t-shirt utar di aur meri neck par kiss karne lagi… Wo khud hi sab kuch kar rahi thi. Even our sex life, once a source of delight, had become routine–same day, same position–just another chore. I suspected that the same malaise was affecting Rick. He was starting to miss our regular get-togethers, always with a good excuse, but I had my suspicions. Was he getting a little on the side? Now that the kids were older, I toyed with the idea of going back to school or finding a job, but Rick was not in favor of me working. Not having a degree, any job I could get would barely cover. . couldn't keep them out of my mind. Given her complexion, I imagined them with big, rosy areolas... i bit my lower lip as I was squeezing the tip of my own nipples with my free hand, and caressing my breast, fantasizing of having the tits of that beautiful girl. I started to move my hips more, and soon I needed to put something more in me, and slid in my pinkie together with the other three fingers I was already using, leaving the thumb out alone. Not a big deal at first, but I discovered. She was a blonde haired, blue eyed flirt. Tonia was a big girl. She also had 38C breasts, but she was short and wide. She was pear shaped. The one time we had sex, she could not get past being embarrassed. I kept telling her I did not care if her stomach was bigger than her tits. I thought she was beautiful. She had long, brown hair and deep, soulful brown eyes. I really did not care she was a big woman. I just loved the way she hugged and kissed me like I was the only man on Earth. We decided.