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Just Bags On Her Chest


She had been turning me down for calendar month but I had been persistent. I caught her in a thoroughly modality after our function Yuletide party. She had a few too many to drink but I was pretty sure as shooting that she knew what I wanted…sex.

I got a few very nice kisses and she didn't seem to mind when I reached up under her dress to caress her panty-covered slit. Hell, she even spread her pegleg and cooed in my ear when I fingered her pussy and rubbed her clit.

She made some exculpation to leave the company early and told everyone that I had been kind enough to tender her a ride home. The young lady thanked me knowing that she was in no circumstance to drive. The cat were all assuming that I was going to get to fuck her. Laurel was also known as The Ice Queen. No one knew of any dates that she had been on since joining the company three years ago.

I helped her on with her coat and as I reached for her boob she closed her coat and said,"Let's go."

In the car she allowed me to represent with her slit as I drove her to her house.

She knew why I was there, she had promised me sex, and I was there to collect.

In the sleeping room she insisted on turning the visible radiation off and getting in bed. I wanted to see her defenseless but I figured that could wait until dawn if it had too.

When she tied my hands to the bedposts with silk scarf joint I realized that sweetness innocent Laurel, had a darker side to her.

She sucked my already hard hammer into her back talk then quickly slipped her pussy down over it. The room was pitch inglorious, but her kitty-cat felt groovy rubbing up and down on my hammer. The rubbing was incredible and I came all too quickly. As I lay there she kissed me and I felt her bosom going from side to side across my breast. She snuggled in and I felt her oral sex against mine as we drifted off to slumber together.

When I woke up in the morning my hands were free and she was gone. go away where ? It was her family. She had to be somewhere so I got up and started looking for her. I heard the shower running and went into the bathroom. I entered the shower just as she was washing her hair's-breadth. Shampoo was everywhere, running down her binding and her outstanding ass.

I closed the doorway and put my hands around her body as I pressed my hard-on into her ass. Then I grabbed her breasts.

She cried out,"What are you doing ?"

I just continued to bear her very cushy chest in my paw. Then I started feeling of them. They really were diffuse and they were long. They felt wonderful to me so I replied,"property your magnificent breasts."

The soap was rinsed from her hair's-breadth and organic structure. Her hands came up to hold my mitt, which were still holding her breasts.

She kissed me and then she asked,"Do you really like them ?"

I kissed her deeply as my hands strayed to cup her ass and commit her pussycat into me harder. I said,"I love your entire body. How would like a kitty bath ?"

She asked,"What's a kitty tub ?"

I said,"I'll punch you from your toes to your olfactory organ. Meow !"

She looked at me and then she looked down,"You do screw that these fun base are empty."

I kissed her again and pulled her ass into me arduous as I said,"Look, I'm telling you that I love your body, I love your empty fun bag, and I'm pretty sure enough that I love you."

All she could do was cuddle into me, bray her pussy against my hard-on, and cry.

I turned the water off and held her tightly until she stopped.

Finally she asked,"You love me ?"

I replied,"Yes, I'm pretty sure that I've been looking for you my whole life."

We got out of the shower bath and I wouldn't let her dry off until I had a goodness looking at her naked.

Now I had seen my share of tit. Those that sagged from weight or size were usually three column inch thick or more than. Her breasts were about one inch thick and thirster than most.

I took her back to bed, still wet and then I spent almost an hour working on her white meat. I convinced her that I really did have it off them. All this fourth dimension she had not dated for care that the men would make fun of her breast. I told her that I was not like other men. She believed me.

Two solar day later we had to get dressed for study. I watched her put on her bra, lean over, and tuck those breasts into each cup. She looked very nice standing before me in just her bra and panties. I reached out and ran my finger up her slit giving her a skillful camel toe. Now that made her still prettier.

We drove to do work in my car because her car was still in the parking lot. We walked in holding hired man. multitude just smiled at us. I walked her to her desk, kissed her, and then I went to my desk.

We ate tiffin together and she filled me in on all of the juicy gossip.

Ron and crack hooked up in the pelage wardrobe. Donna got so drunk that she stood up on a mesa and stripped for the guys. She only left her panties on. Jill and Bonnie made out in front of everyone. Trudy Xeroxed the Rose tattoo on her breast and gave all of the men a written matter. She handed me my copy. I told her that Trudy had already given me my copy but I graciously took the second copy. Of course of study, me melting the Ice female monarch was the highlight of the party.

I moved in with her and a class later we were married.


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