a mature woman with a huge breast sitting in bed

The mature woman sat in her bed, the aging grace of her face and body softened only by the huge, soft breasts cascading over her. She nearly sighed in pleasure at the thought of what they could do. She'd done this before, of course: the sensuality these peaks of pleasure brought had always prompted a deep satisfaction in her. But this time was different - it felt like a deeper, older yearning that her hands began to tame in the silky sheets. Her fingers danced in teasing circles around herheightened nipples, feeling them blindingly hard with every touch. Soon, her breaths turned ragged and shallow as tiny smatterings of joy burst in her. Yes, she thought to herself, these breasts were worth every bit of effort and indulgence. She smiled then, rolling in the waves of pleasure her body had built and finally embraced the warm satisfaction of her mature indulgence.