My wife and I had been married for twenty-one years. She was the love of my life. We married right out of high schooltime, and she delivered the for the first time of our two children, ten months later. We were inseparable.


Ever since I have known Angel, she had taken fear of herself. She was a cheerleader in school and she worked very voiceless to keep her body in tip top condition. Even after two kids and at forty long time old, she still had the like toned body she had when I fell in dear with her.


The early years were rough. We had only had ten months of marriage before our son was born. Like all marriages, we had our ups and down, and a lot of meter there were more down feather than ups, but we never gave up on each other.


We loved our small fry and exhausted quality fourth dimension with them, but we were both looking forward to our daughter going to college so we could have some metre for ourselves. The commodity matter about having kids so young, is that once they were old enough to leave home, we were still young enough to revel life.


As I said, Angel always took tending of her body. Even before she turned 40, she would progress to would religiously go for her annual checkup. She would also perform ego test on her breasts in between test, and of course, I kept a close-fitting eye on things as well.


Shortly after our girl graduated eminent school, Angel called me into the toilet one morning. She was standing at the lavatory topless, with her result deal on her decent tit. As all men would, I made a sexual comment, but the feeling she gave me made me repent it.


"Feel right here,"she instructed me, rubbing her fingerbreadth in a circle on the side of her titty. Concerned, I did as she had asked.


I did n't find anything, and told her so. She smiled and nodded, but I could tell that she had felt something. I suggested she make a physician's fitting and she assured me she would.


To crap a longsighted tale short, holy man was diagnosed with leg one breast Cancer the Crab. Luckily, because of her constant monitoring, we caught it very early. Although, the cancer was only found in her veracious breast, we decided to have a double mastectomy and once she was able, have reconstructive surgery.


Angel Falls had always been midget. She was only five feet and two inches tall, and weighed around 120 pounds. Even during pregnancy and breastfeeding our tyke, her breasts were never larger than a B cup. So when it came meter for reconstruction, she asked if she could arrive at them bigger.


I had no job with her request. We made arrangements with the physician and policy to pay any additional fees that would be incurred. We scheduled the reconstruction and eventually my married woman was the had her new knocker.


Because of her lilliputian height, Angel Falls had settled on a C cup. She said that she did n't want to look too out of proportion. I thought they looked perfect tense. They were full and firm.


After the healing process was over, and things were getting back to convention, I began to observe a change in Angel. It was n't a bad change, and most people would probably not even notice it, but I did.


Before her surgery, angel had always dressed conservatively. When we would go to the gym, she would break her yoga knickers, but always made sure her top side would insure her seat. She never wore tops that sagged when she bent over, or that would show even a confidential information of cleavage, not that she had much to indicate.


After the surgery though, she was wore blind drunk cooler tops and rarely wore a bra. She had always had sensitive mammilla, and her new titty seemed to sustain enhanced the sensitiveness. As my daughter told her, her headlamp were always on bright.


Her attitude in the chamber changed as well. Our love life had always been good, but since her new chest, it became amazing. When I asked her about her change, her answer was always the same,"You only live once."


Her change really took effect while on a cruise. She and I had been saving up for years for a 2nd honeymoon, cruise. The malignant neoplastic disease set us back by a span class, but we had finally put back enough to go.


holy man bought a whole new wardrobe for the cruise, but she would not let me see her in any of her new clothes. She did n't need to destroy the surprisal. Her secrecy had me worried, but it also excited me. My wife had a new outlook on life, and I never once tried to change it.


The time to circuit card the ship had finally come. On our way from the hotel to the load dockage, saint has worn a pair of yoga pants and a tank top, with no bra. Once we were on the ship, she went to our cabin and into the toilet facility. When she came out she was wearing a white sundress with a floral print. Again I could enjoin from her shining headlight that she was braless.


We made it to the deck in time for the fireworks and Bon voyage jubilation. She hugged me crocked and the smile on her brass was invaluable. I could sense her heavy nipples, press into my bureau through the slim release up shirt I had on. The fervor of the cruise and my sexy wifes appearance had an effect. I could feel a stir inside my trunks.


Once we were at sea, we headed to the bar. At the bar, saint was the center of attention. I noticed that every somebody, male and female, that we past turned to look at her. Her looks and her personality drew attention.


We settled at a table near the bar. We gild drinks and talked. It was n't long before another asked if we minded them sitting with us. Of course we welcomed them.


We introduced ourselves and they did the Lapplander. Bob and Katie, like us, were on their maiden vacation without kids in quite some time. We exchanged account about our kids and life in general. I could not help but detect how both Bob and Katie, eyed Angel's breasts.


I smiled with pride. Apparently holy person noticed them looking as well, because every probability she got she would bend down and piece up something from the floor, or lean back and push her bosom forward. This show went on for a few minutes and then woman I had know for over half my life, surprised me.


"Please for give me for being so upfront, but I have noticed the two of you looking at my girls,"she said as she took a sip for her fruity cocktail.


Bob and Katie were as shocked as I was."Oh Angel, I am sorry, but they look so perfect. I mean, we are around the same age, and to be dependable, I wish mine looked as good as yours."


Bob did n't say a word. He just looked at me and his face turned about four different shades of red. I gave him a reassuring grin and he seemed to cool it a bit.


Angel told them about her bout with Crab, and the reconstruction. She told them how she had asked for boastful breasts and that I had allowed her to get what she had wanted. Then without warning, Angel pulled the straps of her sundress down her arms and revealed to them her new knocker.


Every eye in the bar was on my wife's perfect breasts. She smiled as she twisted back and Forth River shaking them for Bob and Katie. When she realized that everyone was looking at her she stood up in her death chair and proudly displayed them for everyone.


The bar erupted with applause and shouting. She bowed and stepped off the chair and put the girls back into her dress. Then she sat back down and continued her conversation as nil extraordinary had happened.


Katie had a million questions for her about the white meat, surgery and the recovery fourth dimension. The whole while, Bob and I just drank and kept quiet. If I had not know better, I would have believed holy man was a sales spokesperson for breast augmentation.


Angel answered each head as good as she could, then she suggested that Bob and Katie go back to our cabin so she and Katie could talk more. Bob and I paid our tabs and followed the peeress back to our cabin.


Once we were in the cabin, holy person again lowered her strap and freed her breasts. While Katie sat on one side of her, I sat on the other on our bed. Bob stood back and just observed. Katie brought her hands up and squeezed my married woman's breast. It wasnt a sexual smell, but more of an examination feel.


As Katie squeezed and pulled on Angel Falls's titty, backer was getting stimulate. Her manus had been resting on my leg, but the more Katie touched her the higher up it went. It wasnt tenacious before her hand was cupping my egg through my trunks.


Angel offered Bob a feel, but he politely declined. I was sure he was just playing it safe. I would throw had a severely fourth dimension feeling another charwoman's chest in forepart of her husband and my wife too. For the adjacent one-half time of day of so, the ladies talked, while Katie touched my wife's tit.


Eventually they started getting cook to leave. Angel stood and walked them to the door. They made plans for us to meet for lunch the following day. I stayed seated on the bed, because in my current office I was not able to stand.


By the fourth dimension holy person made it back to me, she had removed the sundress entirely and was naked. She walked seductively toward me. I just sat there and smiled as I waited for her to get nearer.


"Do you know how hot it was having all those the great unwashed looking at my titties ?"She said in her sexy, soft phonation."And then to have Katie squeezing them and pulling on my nipples, oh I am so horny."


She knelt between my branch and unbutton my underdrawers. She grabbed a hold of my shorts and drawers and yanked them down my legs. My dick bounced free.


She lowered her mind and ran her tongue up and down my shaft, then she rose back up and moved closer. She lowered her tit onto my cock and pulled them together. She sandwiched my prick between her beautiful new breast and began sliding them up and down it.


They were soft, yet firm. She would rear and completely envelope my cock and the downhearted until my fountainhead slipped from the valley. She repeated it over and over. Occasionally she would lick my head, and a mates of times she spat on my tool to keep it lubed.


"You like fucking my new titties dont you baby ?"


I nodded.


"Show me how much, overlay my titty in your cum baby."


The foul talk sounded like my wife, but again, this was a side of her that I had not seen before. The arousal of her breasts, topped off with her vulgar spoken language made it impossible for me to hold back. I let out a long groan. She tighten her breasts around my cock and I erupted.


"Oh yes, give me that cum, sister. Let me enfeeble your pecker so you can fuck me hard later. consecrate it all to me."


When my sexual climax subsided, she took my deflating putz and wiped the excess cum onto her tit. The she pulled her nipples up and stuck out her tongue to clean them. I just watched her in amazement.


Once she was done, she pushed me back onto the bed and climbed on. I had no clue what she was about to do, but I was going to do whatever she wanted me to. She stood up onto the bed and straddled me, it was the first base fourth dimension I noticed her smooth vulva.


The mattress sunk with every pace she made until she was standing right above me case. She lowered and I watched as her freshly waxed lips approached. I smelt her intoxicating aroma as moments before my tongue slithered inside her.


Her helping hand held the back of my head as she twisted her slim hips around on my aspect. I was but an instrument in her concupiscent act. I held my glossa as strong as I could and let her use it for her pleasure. I had always loved her taste, but this new side of her step up everything she did.


My hands moved up and cupped the buttock of her ass. I kept just enough pressure level on them to keep her from smothering me. My glossa worked around her clitoris, and over her lips. I stiffened it again as she rode it for a few strokes. The whole time her nectar kitty-cat and coated my tongue and chin.


About the clip I felt that my dick was ready for natural action, I felt her legs tighten around my grimace. Her trunk began to tremble. I knew she was about to cum because she was telling me. The hoi polloi down the vestibule knew she was about to cum because she was so forte.


When her orgasm hit, she almost broke my nose. Her hips bucked widly on my face and mouth. I gripped her ass and tried to control her. When it subsided she fell forward and her weighting pushed against my nose.


She lay motionless for a few moment. I lifted her up and slipped out from under her. I took her stage to wheel her onto her cover, but she wasnt having that. With her read/write head still planted on the bed, she began to shake it violently. She lifted it and looked over her shoulder at me.


"Tonight I want to be fucked like a loose woman,"she said as she raised her hip from the bed and them lifted her upper body on her arms.


Before, she had never liked doggystyle because she said it lacked intimacy.So when she was in position, I gave her no time to rethink it. With one hard thrust I buried my cock into her tight, wet pussy.


Her back arched upward as I invaded her. For XXI addition years, we had made beloved, but that night, we were going to bed. I slapped her right ass nerve as I began to piston my cock into her. With every inward, my deal slapped her firm ass until it was bright red.


She whimpered each time my hand came in striking with her human body. As the passionateness grew I gripped her this shank and pumped into her harder. She lowered her speed dead body to the bed and encouraged me to hold up the pace.


Sweat began to stream down my typeface and chest. I slowed my thrusting a bit, but increased the force. My upper thigh were slapping her ass hard. The phone filled our small cabin. She was not restraining herself either.


She had multiple orgasms as I plowed into her. With each one she seemed to get louder. I reached around her and play with her nipples and that pushed her over the edge yet again. Her slit tightened around my jibe, and I knew I was close.


I increased my pace, my hand pushing down against her shoulders. I was fucking her like a lunatic. I pushed firmly and rich and matched her loudness with my own loud moan. I shot ropes of cum into my wife. With each jet I let out a cheap oink.


When the last drop entered her, we both fell to the bed. The hold up affair I remembered was my dick slipping out of her and her expression,"I love you."


When we woke the adjacent break of the day, we were in the same locating that we had went to log Z's. She was under me, on her stomach. I slowly lifted off of her and gazed at my beautiful wife.


When my weightiness left her body, she woke up and rolled over on her back. She had the biggest grinning on her side. She slowly sat up and then put her fundament on the level and stood. She wrapped her arms around my neck, and mine went around her shank. We kissed and just held each other for a scant moment.


She looked up at me and smiled."Thank you, last Nox was the skillful sex ever."


"No holy person, thank you. It was amazing,"I replied.


She then walked to our luggage and pulled out two lowly composition of gabardine fabric. She laid the fabric onto the bed. It was a thong bikini. Once it was laid out like she wanted, she turned and looked at me.


"Today, our port wine of shout has a topless beach."


She had a gleam in her eye that I had never seen before. I walked over to her and kissed her.


"I guess we had better get a shower and head down there. ”