She was playing along nicely. Her ass was rubbing against my groin as she struggled. I was trying to grab her hands, but grabbed her perfect breasts ...a few times. During the commotion the top few buttons of her very tight blouse had popped off, letting her tits spill out into the open air. They swayed and jiggled with her faux struggle that was pushing her ass harder and harder into my erect cock. Her fianc?just stood there with his mouth open. I told him to take her hands. His expression. My masturbation reached a furious climax, and as Becky slammed Mike’s head into the enormous mass of her pectorals, I came, rocking violently on the catwalk. “I’m sorry,” Mike stammered again.“I’ll bet you thought my chest would be soft,” Becky said as she slammed Mike’s head into her muscle-packed chest again and again. “But my muscles are harder than rocks. Harder than steel. Harder than anything.”When Becky finally let Mike fall to the ground, his nose was bent, his eyes were blackened, and. I tried to get her to slow down or stop but she was eager to drain my load and i obliged.i literally almost passed out as i came and she didn't miss a beat, not slowing down even a bit as i exploded in her mouth. i tried as best i could to hold it but that just made me shoot harder in the back of her throat and her eyes widened a little as she swallowed (good old kegel exercises). when she was satisfied that she had gotten every drop, she got up and led us to my bedroom.as she undressed i. I saw her panties placed on the end table. The crotch was wet and warm. I held it to my nose and sniffed. The scent of my mother's pussy sent my mind into a spin. Oh, how I wanted to fill them with my cum, but I knew the real thing awaited me in the bedroom. I noticed there was also a note on the table. It had been under her panties. It read: Do they smell good, baby? (Does she know me or what?) There's a deliciously erotic story behind how my panties got so wet. Remind me later to tell you. .