" Steve smiles back at her and says "why don't you join us!" My wife thinks about it for a moment, then gets up and starts walking around the end of t...he bar. While she's walking our way Steve gets up and moves over one stool to make room for her between us, but with his stool almost touching hers. As she rounds the end of the bar Steve gets his first look at all of her long, long legs and whispers something like "Ma-done!" and then adds "I'm gonna fuck that!" Her breasts are bouncing in. Barbara crawled inside in front of her, arching backwards over the white leather seat and pushing her crotch out towards the young woman. As if Deborah had needed any more hints, her older lover pulled up the skirt of her bottle green dress, revealing… nothing. She wore nothing at all underneath, and her bushy, brunette pussy was right in front of the young woman's mouth. Eagerly, she latched on, sucking on those red, swollen labia like she was starved. And she was, starved for sex, hungry for. I expected him to tone it down, but he simply nodded. ?If I may say so, Miss Henderson, you really are quite a gorgeous young woman already. I don’t think you really need the operation.??Well, I’ve thought about it on and off for a while, and I guess I just wanted someone’s opinion on what was do-able. You think a DD-cup could work???Well, I find ways of making it work all the time. Mind you, on your slender frame, the breasts would stand out as being particularly big, although that might be. The noise of the rain in the leaves fills my ears, the presence of another not even felt. My body jumps as fingers tips trace over the hair running down my cheeks. I look up startled, his eyes gazing at my tear stained face. He moves his hands and brushes away the hair that has now fallen into my eyes. His touch soft yet confident I take him in with my stare, his long black jacket hanging heavy from the weight of the rain, hair plastered against his chiseled face. His black denim jeans patchy.