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We were standing at the foot of the bed, making out, but how we ended up there isn't really important. Sandy's strawberry-blonde hair was down, hanging around her freckled face, and she was wearing a tank top and shorts. As I squeezed her ass, pulling her against me, I knew she could feel my throbbing tool between us. We weren't in any rush, though; it was kind of nice to just explore her mouth with my tongue as she did the same to me. I think we realized at the same time that we might be more comfortable lying on the bed as we sucked face so we paused long enough to crawl onto it. She lay on her back and I was on my side next to her so, as we started to kiss again, my hand went right to her tits.
Her tits were on the small side of average, though I'm certain that they'd stood up proudly when she was younger, before she'd raised two daughters. Getting my hands on them only aroused me more and, judging by how hard her nipples were, I suspected she was experiencing the same. It wasn't long before I slipped my hand up under her tank top and felt her tits and hard nipples through just the thin material of her bra. As much as I was enjoying making out with her, I also wanted to get my mouth on her hard nipples. I slipped my hand behind her briefly to unfasten her bra then pushed it up to get my hand on her bare tits. They were soft and smooth and her nipples were thick and hard so I was soon moving downward as I pushed her tank top up.
The first thing I did was just admire her breasts, dusted with freckles and topped with small areolas and hard nipples. I then lowered my mouth over first one nipple, then the other, sucking them between my lips and flicking them with my tongue. Sandy ran her fingers through my hair and moaned softly. I was supporting myself on one arm while caressing her tits as I licked and sucked her nipples, but my hand soon wandered further south over her stomach. Sandy was writhing and moaning, though whether it was due to my mouth and tongue or my wandering hand, I wasn't sure. I assumed it was a combination of both.