She put a hand behind my head and pressed my face down on her shoulders inside the crook of her long thick neck. She held my face there pressing down from behind my head. I could feel her breasts rise and fall. She was crying. Tears ran down her cheek. Since my face was pressed under her chin, her tears ran down my cheek also. Still she kept my face pressed inside her neck, my body hugged tightly on her big breasts, with me sitting on her soft big lap. I was feeling so small, sitting on her lap.