But would you if you could?
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There was a mature lady on Yuvutu last week showing off her “huge tits” - her words, not mine, but I wouldn’t argue with the description. Although in fact I prefer smaller tits, like Emma’s, I found myself thinking what a great tit-fuck this lady could give, or how pleasant it might be simply to bury my face between them and hope not to suffocate. Which brings me to the subject of fantasy again. Most of my sexual fantasies have always involved Emma, and still do. But when I have allowed myself the luxury of fantasising about other women, it seems that they have to be unavailable. When I was teaching, I had two colleagues who where about the same age, equally attractive in a mature way, with large (if not enormous) breasts. B.G. made it clear that she was there for the taking - and not by subtle or even broad hints, but by unambiguous invitation: “Would you like to …?” “Why don’t we …?” For all I know, D.McD. may have been attainable, but I saw and heard no suggestion of it. So, about whom did I dream and occasionally day-dream? Perhaps it’s a universal rule.
There was a mature lady on Yuvutu last week showing off her “huge tits” - her words, not mine, but I wouldn’t argue with the description. Although in fact I prefer smaller tits, like Emma’s, I found myself thinking what a great tit-fuck this lady could give, or how pleasant it might be simply to bury my face between them and hope not to suffocate. Which brings me to the subject of fantasy again. Most of my sexual fantasies have always involved Emma, and still do. But when I have allowed myself the luxury of fantasising about other women, it seems that they have to be unavailable. When I was teaching, I had two colleagues who where about the same age, equally attractive in a mature way, with large (if not enormous) breasts. B.G. made it clear that she was there for the taking - and not by subtle or even broad hints, but by unambiguous invitation: “Would you like to …?” “Why don’t we …?” For all I know, D.McD. may have been attainable, but I saw and heard no suggestion of it. So, about whom did I dream and occasionally day-dream? Perhaps it’s a universal rule.
