#166300 - My angel leans down towards me, her breasts swinging forward smoothly inside her shirt as she does so, and through where it hangs unbuttoned and open at her throat, I am given a glimpse of the promised land – a view down her cleavage, a sight of her sweet mounds encased in the cups of her bra. I am consumed with that passive but pulsating desire that can only be felt by a woman with a lover who she wants with intensity and trusts without reservation. AAAAAHHH!! AHH, FUCK ME – YES, FUCKMEEEE!! I cry out brokenly as I shudder in orgasm, the annihilation of all reason exploding in my pussy, my back arching up and away from the sofa beneath me, and my head flung back into the cushions behind.