In the shower room

Bart had by now removed Rachel’s blouse, and now having turned her around was gently unclasping the four hooks on her huge bra while nibbling on her neck, and as her boob harness slipped from her shoulders and he cupped her massive naked breasts in his hands, he softly whispered into her ear, “Compared how, Rachel, Vicki and Gail are young and firm with almost child like bodies, while you’re voluptuous and lush, and there’s not a man alive who hasn’t dreamed of being ravished by a woman he can literally lose himself in.”

“Are you just humoring an old lady,” she moaned as he twisted her big dark nipples, “don’t answer that, just keep telling me that you want me.” “I don’t have to lie,” he whispered, “and this certainly doesn’t lie,” as he turned her back around and dropped his pants and shorts exposing his big hard cock to her startled eyes. With a wavering hand she reached out and gently touched his velvety head, and without so much as a word dropped to her knees and took him into her hungry mouth.