"Ahhhhh, sweet mystery of life, at last I've found thee....!" Neville growled, groaned into the swell of her breasts, now peeking out from under her blouse that he had parted like curtains before feasting. He kissed her pebbled nipples, weighing her tits – the size of mangoes – in his palm. Her boobs which were voluptuous and had once been filled with a mother's milk. "Ahhhhhhh, I know at last the secret of it all!..."