"She was just a girl. I'm a woman."

Daisy rolled her eyes, laughing. “Yeah? Well, she was just a girl. I’m a woman, Dylan, and I have a lifetime of experience that I am offering you.”

“A lifetime of experience,” Dylan repeated, grinning. “With other men?” He laughed when she balked. “I don’t know that you want to keep talking like that, Daisy. Your pussy is tight, even after three kids.” Cupping her ass again, he gave it a firm squeeze. “But it’s mine, now, and I don’t share.”

Daisy chuckled throatily, leaning into him and wrapping her arms around his neck. She kissed his chin and cooed. “Now, now, don’t go and get jealous on me. I can promise you, that my time with you is the best I’ve ever had.” They sway together in the parking lot as she stood on her tiptoes to keep whispering in his ear, “Don’t waste your time being jealous of smaller men—boys—when you’re the stud who fucks me now.”

Holding Daisy’s ass with both hands now, Dylan gave her a hard squeeze and nearly lifted her from her feet. “Well, I better be the only man.”

He swatted her ass again for emphasis, and Daisy laughed and rolled her eyes.

“Trust me, stud,” she purred. “You are. I wouldn’t waste my time on boys anymore.”

With Daisy against him, Dylan couldn’t look away from her cleavage. Her large breasts were crushed between them, forced together and apart and spilling out of the dress she wore. He had never seen breasts that big in his life, and their shape and density impressed him even more. In the same way that she marveled at his dick, he marveled at her bosom.

Staring, Dylan whistled through his teeth. “God damn, Daisy. You’ve got the biggest tits I’ve ever seen.”

Daisy smiled and adjusted her hair again, exposing her graceful neck to him. “I like to think they go well with your huge cock.” She winked at him for emphasis.

Feeling emboldened by her flirting, Dylan took her by the waist and led her back to her SUV. He opened the driver’s side and guided her in. “Then we should find out.”

Daisy laughed as she climbed in. He breasts swayed with her movements, capped by stiff nipples. “Are you telling me that you want to fuck my tits, Dylan?”

Dylan swatted her ass on the way. “I’m telling you that I am going to, Daisy.”

Smiling back at him, Daisy climbed into the driver’s seat. “Well, if you insist,” she said as he closed the door and joined her on the other side. They both buckle up, and Daisy pulled out of the parking lot, driving just a bit too fast on her way out of town. She swore as she caught Dylan staring at her breasts that seatbelts were made to show off cleavage just as much as they were made to keep a person safe. Her already enormous breasts were emphasized as the shirt was held tight to her body, and Dylan clearly approved.

They drove for miles and found a secluded spot large enough for them to park. Once parked, they move around to the back of Daisy’ SUV. She opened it and laid out a blanket for Dylan to get settled on. On his back, he had Daisy help him out of his pants before she crawled up between his skinny legs. He still had a shirt on, and Daisy noted how it seemed to have filled out lately. She figured either the fucking had made him stronger, or he had been working out.

Taking hold of his shaft, Dylan wagged his dick at her. “So, how do we start?”

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