Her tits [Ending B1]

Hmm... she is nearly 50 so you can't imagine her vaj is in good shape, and she doesn't get much action so it is probably unkempt. You're not sure if her tits are being assisted by a sports bra but they look to be in pretty good shape still, so they're gonna be the best bet you reason.

"Urm... how about.. you know your... urm..." you nod towards her chest.

She grabs them and gives them a squeeze together. "These babies? A tit man are you? I thought you were angling for my rose flower. but as you wish." She shifts away from you and sits at the opposite end of the yoga mat crossed legged.

You turn to face her, your cock starting to stir slightly in anticipation of seeing her tits.

"Okay, but remember strictly window shopping only, we're not to touch each other, okay?"

You nod.

She then lifts the bottom of her tight top and lifts it up slowly.

First her round under boob appears, then as she pulls her top up her C-cups bounce out of the bottom. Her nipples are conical round pyramids. Her tits firm, round and tanned do not look those of a nearly 50 year old grandma, they could pass for late 20's broad no sweat!

"So what do you think?" She says giving a shimmy causing them to wobble from side to side.

"Wow!"

"I mean, they're not as big as Claire's or Wendy's but I often get compliments on them." She then licks her fingers and twiddles her nipple.

"Yeah, they're great."

"I can see you're not lying either," she says looking down at your crotch.

You look down to see your cock standing almost at full mast.