I had often played with my own C cup t**s. They felt plump and pillowy. Ken usually lavished a lot of attention on them when we played. Jeff however seemed to think they were merely handles during doggy style.
Helens breasts were about a c cup but felt so much firmer than mine. I really enjoyed the feel of her firm mounds in my hands. Suddenly I had an urge. I rolled us over so that I was on top and lifted her shirt off of her. I latched my mouth onto her breasts and sucked greedily.
She bit into my shoulder to stifle her moan of pleasure. I took great satisfaction in knowing I could make her feel that way. Just as that triumphant feeling hit me, so did another feeling; the feeling of Helen's finger invading my p***y. Before I knew it she had three fingers in me and I knew they were gett
