Even more, I certainly never had a knockout like Cheryl treat me this way when I was his age, lucky guy. I smirked thinking that James was already reaching this milestone so much earlier. This would be the first time I'd be naked with another male except in non-sexual situations like group showers at swimming pools and campsites and things. My wife and I had been involved in some threesomes, rarely, maybe just a handful in our history - always with another woman, usually when one of Cheryl's more liberal old friends was feeling especially frisky.
'Ya like that, babyyy?' she teased him, 'Cock buried in some big soft fuckin' titties, huh?' Then she grabbed the sides of her tits and pushed them over his cock, burying it in there, pumping up and down, spitting down into her own cleavage, leaning in to lick at the cockhead when it popped out the top.
She smiled over at me, 'Y'know, James would probably feel more comfortable if you weren't the only one sitting all clothed.' She winked at me. James gasped and Cheryl sighed as she grabbed his hard cock again and slapped it off one big tit, then the other, making wet marks on her flesh. She pulled off, with a loud 'Pop!', and his cock bobbed as she grabbed her shirt from underneath and pulled it off over her head, exposing her large, pendulous, firm breasts.
