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There stood Hilda, a wet dream come to life. Tracing her figure with his eyes, he looked slowly up from her high heel-clad feet, past her smooth, toned legs to the supple lines of her meaty thighs and outrageously curvy hips framed by the black underwear which was now soaked with her desire. Then his eyes drifted up to paradise, Hilda's most famous asset, her defining physical characteristic: her enormous J-cup breasts, now completely bare and standing at attention. They jutted out from her chest like a pair of comically overinflated water balloons, but showed surprisingly little sag for a 38-year-old mother of two. In fact, in many ways Hilda still had the tits of a 20-year old, firm, smooth and bouncy, with pink silver-dollar sized areolas topped by rock-hard nipples that practically begged to be sucked. Henry stared at these objects of desire, slack-jawed, for what seemed like an eternity. This was far from the first time he had seen them in the buff; after all, Hilda had. She didn’t respond I got courage and started to kiss her neck from the side, she was breathing heavily now and we were in the very romantic mood. She then turned towards me suddenly, I was shocked as I thought she would scold me, but to me surprise, she said I LOVE YOU BABY and she kissed my lips.She was very hot I responded to it. We were biting each other lips and tongue as we were in the heap of romance. We got departed and I went to turn off the tv. I came back and pounced on her and I was lying on top of her, I started to kiss her lips, cheeks, neck all were in the face and neck. I then started to massage her boobs she first refused but she, later on, enjoyed it.I slowly removed her t-shirt till her navel and started to kiss around it. As I have a beard I played my face too and fro her navel to make her hotter. She was enjoying it and moaning loudly. I switched on the tv so no one could hear it out and started to do it.I then removed her t-shirt she didn’t refuse and she was in.
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