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Boobsquad True Story
The top fell away as she sat up, and I nearly sighed out loud when I saw her breasts. It wasn't their size but rather their shape: they were the most beautiful I'd ever seen. About average size, but full and round with no trace of sagging. As she moved they swayed gently like I imagined pears on a tree would in a light breeze. I was sure these would taste better than any pear I'd ever had! The nipples were light pink and fairly large, and my mouth literally watered as I stared.
I knew I should be a gentleman and leave immediately, but my body didn't seem to get the message. In fact, a certain part of me showed clear indications of sticking around. It was sticking up more every second.
What happened next almost stopped my heart: she reached up and cupped Boobsquad one of those beauties in her hand... not firmly, as I might have at the moment, xxx stuff pics but with an ultra-feminine gentleness that filled me with both lust and wonder. It looked like she was cuddling a soft, fluffy kitten. It seemed as though she was exploring herself for the very first time. She softly caressed it for a while, and then moistened two fingers in the water and began to rub the nipple delicately. Her head tilted back and a low sigh escaped her parted lips. I imagined that it was my tongue rather than her fingers, and I could almost taste her. At the same time I got a strong sensation that she was imagining the exact same thing! Well, that was silly... we didn't even know each other. Still, a nice thought...
I watched this for several minutes, unaware that my heart rate and blood pressure had taken a steep climb. only blowjob and cumshots I forgot about the surroundings, my job, my ex-wife... the whole world was right here before my eyes. I was nearly in a hypnotic state, naked boobs though far from relaxed. My mouth hang so far open I probably would have tripped over my moustache Boobsquad had I attempted to walk. My eyes tracked every movement of her hands like radar!
Suddenly she stood up and turned away, momentarily breaking the spell. Her hands went to her waist, and I watched her slowly work her bikini bottom down until it fell at her feet. She didn't turn around, which was okay with me big naturals because I got a long look at her lovely ass. She was obviously not a nude sunbather because her tan stopped at the waist, leaving her hips a striking white in contrast to her tanned back and legs.
I liked the effect of this, and was in no hurry at all for her to turn around, though I was curious to see if she was a natural blonde. Her were lush, probably too full for a modeling career (for which I was glad!), we live together and my hands clenched involuntarily Boobsquad in desire to caress this wonderful treasure. Her legs parted, and I got a glimpse of golden fleece between them.
My erection throbbed painfully and I became aware of the sound of my own heart beating in my ears. I'd never before been this excited! While one hand petted her hips, her other slipped in front, and I realized she was fingering herself. A loud moan reached my ears, and as she turned toward me I shockingly realized that the groan was mine!
I froze in shame and terror as she stared right at me. I didn't know if she could actually see me through the plants but her reaction showed that she knew she'd been watched. When she snatched bignaturals nipples up her towel to cover herself I panicked and ran, my rapidly-shrinking erection not making my flight any easier.
As I crashed through the thick growth bignaturals my mind was full of competing thoughts of disgust with myself, sympathy for her embarrassment, and my Boobsquad desire for this exquisite woman. I hoped against reason that she had been unable to recognize my face through the branches, and even feared I might lose my job. Then I realized that she would be reluctant to report the incident, and I hadn't Milfseeker actually broken any laws. I certainly didn't go there to spy on her! Still, the knowledge that she would likely consider me a peeping Tom made me sad and ashamed. Any chance I had of getting to know her was gone as surely as was my hard-on.
The employees had dinner together on the patio that evening, and when I eventually made eye contact with her she quickly averted her eyes and blushed. Well, that settled the question of her recognizing me. She avoided looking in my direction for the rest of the evening, so I took the opportunity to watch her closely.
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