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A minute later. She pulled her big grey t-shirt over her head. She tossed it on the floor. She had her huge breast encased in a white lace nursing bra. The front of her bra was open. Her two huge nipples were very erect. I could see her right nipple had a small amount of milk on the tip. I reached around with my left hand. It took me 2nd seconds to unclasp her huge bra. I then pulled it off, and tossed it on the end of the couch. Her huge breast moved down her chest. They were touching my chest. "There too big? Right?" she said. I smiled. I then started to suck on her right nipple. Some breast milk hit the back of my throat. She moaned very loud. I started to cup both her breast with my big hands. I was fondling them as I sucked on both her nipples. She moaned again. My mouth was foaming full of breast milk. She started to bounce on my lap. She was crushing my hard cock.Tina finally looked down. Her eyes wide open. "Damn! You now your away around my breast. I love when you nibble and. In the midst of it all she whispered that she had never had someone so deep inside her with their mouth... and pulled me up... She had mentioned having a fantasy before but never got around to telling me... as she pulled me beside her, she reaches to the side of the bed and gets restraints and our strap on.... at this point I was game for anything she wanted.. so I fastened the straps as she played like she was going to get away and tightened them... I knew the strap we had was too big because she was soooo tight.... I could barely fit two fingers in her... Worried about her not being able to take the feel width of the strap I started sliding my fingers in her slowly and deep.. I noticed that just since I had tied her up, she had become so wet I didn't think I would have a problem with the strap... So I slid the strap on... pushed her knees open, and worked myself towards the most wonderful pussy I had ever seen in my life... I rubbed the head against her clit and barely inside her.
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