Amazing Tits

“I’ve inherited a house in Florida from my grandma. I am traveling there now – to see the property and find a job there. Like you, I had also quit my job,” I said. “I’ve always loved women with big boobs. That is why I first thought that you were but a figment of my imagination. I was just puzzled why I dream of you over and over again.”

“When my grandfather was alive, he told us about the many women with big boobs who live there. He had spent most of his boyhood days visiting Florida during summer. On the last summer he was here, he fell in love with a chick – I think her name was Amy,” she told me. “She lives in a beautiful house close to the beach. They would meet at the beach daily. They’d laugh at the milf thong who’d be walking along the beach each morning.”

“Wow! My grandma’s name is Amy! She could have been the girl in your grandfather’s life. Are we supposed to be related?” I asked in horror.

“I don’t think so! You don’t dream about fucking your sister or cousin, right?” she said, frowning. “I can remember now that my grandpa told me nothing sexual had happened to them. Oh, they would have loved to fuck. Grandpa wanted women with big boobs and Amy had them. Still, they loved each other so deeply that they felt their love was sacred yet they didn’t want to spoil the beauty of their love.”

“Then how come we seem to be fated together?” I asked.

“Grandpa told me that a gypsy approached them one day. She told them that she knows how much they both love each other but that they weren’t destined to be together. She handed each of them a piece of stone telling them that their grandchildren will find each other in the future. These two people are meant to be together. I hadn’t really believed Grandpa when he told me the story. I thought he was inventing something to make this stone seem magical,” she said, showing me a large blue stone.

“I have one, too,” I said, showing her mine.