You crack open the door.
Your sister-in-law stands with her back to you. She calls out, “Can you get my zipper babe? It’s so hard to reach.”
You step up behind her. One hand on her warm bare shoulder. You grip the zipper and pull it down to her lower back. A single band of a black strapless bra indents her back. She lets the dress crumble to the floor with a relieved sigh. “Thanks babe.”
You can’t help it. You bring you mouth to her bare shoulder and kiss it. You kiss to her neck. She lightly moans and tilts her head to give you better access.
Your hands pull at her bra. They fumble with the clasps. What the fuck! This shouldn’t be so hard! You get a couple little hooks out of the loops but can’t get them all. Who fucking designed this shit!?!?
She chuckles, “Babe you always struggled with my bra.”
Without looking she reaches behind her body and easily undoes it. Her bra falls to the floor. You stare at the massive bra cups at your feet.
You dare.
Still kissing her neck, you bring up both your hands and cup each massive soft tit. You squeeze and lift them feeling their weight. You’ve never felt tits so big. So perfect. You harden in your pants at the just their touch.
She hums in approval, “Mmm babe. My nipples are so hard.”
Your fingers search until you find them. You pinch the hard buds. She moans against you, “Babeeee, you know how sensitive they are.”
You rub them with your fingers. She sighs and pushes back into you. She arches and neck and looks back to make out while getting felt up.
Your eyes connect with hers. Hers widen in surprise. She knows her husband isn’t gripping her giant titties.
