She gave a soft moan as I gently squeezed. H**y s**t, her titties were even better than her daughter’s! I began massaging it, first with one hand and then two. I then moved my other hand onto her other breast and began squeezing them both. Kim moaned and hummed as I massaged her t**s and even pinched the n*****s. There was no telling how long it had been since she had felt this.
Before she could stop me, I got behind her, continuing to massage her breasts. Now with more elbow room and straight wrists, I was able to be a little more rough, groping the melons with a firm squeeze, rubbing them in circles like joysticks, and pulling on her n*****s to make her yelp. I couldn’t take it anymore; I had to have her. I pressed myself against her and ran my tongue up the side of her neck.
The feel
