With my wife having such sensuousbreasts and me with almost a small breast fetish, wewere a match made in heaven.Alice held my head against her as I a...most nursed herengorged nipples.“James, I need a favor from you tonight.” Of course she did, I’m sure she knew I could not denyanything she asked in the aroused shape I was in rightnow.“That phone call was from Mr. Bowman, he said Georgewas in the hospital with a bad appendix or something.”“Gee that’s too. Once they stepped out, I broke-down, collapsed on the floor and cried to the Goddess ABHIKAAMI, recapping all that happened in her temple, and begged her to take away my life then and there. When my parents returned after shopping, my father complained, my mother was not at all cured. I did not understand, but my mother proved he was right. Yes, she was talking incoherently and that too in vulgar words like cunt, cock, fuck etc.Very next day my father left, requesting me to show her to a real. That’ll be me.I arrive at the tube station and it’s heaving. Never seen it so busy. Trains have been cancelled due to “water on the line” so what is normally a fairly empty station is now just rammed. Hardly any room to move, let alone breathe.The train pulls into the station and the crowd starts to shuffle towards the doors. I can see it’s already pretty full through the blurred steam covered windows, but I’m sure I can squeeze on. I hope. The doors open and a handful of people try to get off,. And waited for her. She came back in 15 minutes… And made another vulgar statement…”There’s nothing more relaxing like taking a leak”, I laughed again… She was wearing a sleeveless loose and almost transparent, white top and inside I could easily see her pink bra. But it didn’t look vulgar. She had changed her jean on to a 3 by 4th track suit kind of a thin dress and it stuck to her body where anyone could measure her thighs easily. But her top covered her pussy area and I couldn’t see.