Jenna is a cute big tits old spunker who loves to fuck

I wanted something more fun. Something a little lower cut. I wanted to really show off my large breasts. I picked up my top and darted to my closet, mature the bra I was wearing constraining my cumshot heavy mounds. I threw open my closet and dug around until I found a blouse I hadn't worn in years. It was blue and had such a plunging neckline. My husband bought it for me breasts as a birthday present, not realizing just how much flesh it showed off. It was far more than I usually revealed. But it was cute. I took it off its hanger and slipped my arms into the sleeves. I loved the feel of the silk against my flesh. I worked the buttons, feeling it fit me snugly. It cupped my breasts, just covering my bra while leaving the rest of pussy my large expanse of delicious cleavage exposed. “I bet this will keep the boys focusing today,” I told myself while I stared at my refection in the mirror on the back of my bedroom door. I slid my hands up the silk fabric of the blouse to cup my breasts. I squeezed them. The panties tingled around my pussy. They felt so amazing on me. Just perfect. I ached to be such an inspiration for my boys. I needed to help them pay attention. It was a little-discussed fact, but across the nation, boys were falling ass behind in college. It was up to professors like me to make it as engaging for them as possible. My fingers dug into my tits, my wedding ring flashing on my finger. I stared at that. Then I blinked as the tingles soothed away whatever popped into my mind that had distracted me. I turned around and grabbed my skirt. I stepped into it and drew it up my legs. I wish I had something tighter. Shorter. But I didn't. There wasn't much I could do, but I had facial great legs and a nice ass. My curves would show through. I just knew it. I dug out a pair of five-inch heels, not my usual flats. I knew they would help to give definition to my rump and shape to my calves. I slipped them on, smiling. I sauntered down the stairs, my big breasts bouncing and heaving. I could hear my son and daughter in the kitchen working on breakfast. It was their morning chore. As I reached the bottom of the stairs, I could see into the kitchen. Kenneth glanced up at me and gasped. He was a handsome, nineteen-year-old boy. You name it, and someone in my family facial probably did it. “Have you ever felt… not so fresh down there?” I guess besides being young. Of course, Donny acted as if it was the state title we won. As I pulled them across toward me, I made sure to pass them close-by Angela’s position at the table. At first it was only physical - the physical movements, sensations, feelings - but then as I grew older and mature cumshot realised - still without admitting it to myself overtly - I realised that it was to do with sex, so I started to imagine sex. Starting with the two priestesses back in their quarters above the Oracle Chamber we would enslave them all starting with those ass breasts two. Trish just wears the plug." The other effect is rather embarrassing," pussy I said as I paused. I was beat. She's only 5'5", and petite, with curves in all the right places.