"Well if it should happen to work then perhaps I stumbled onto something, No?" He said with a grin."Thank you for the drawing and now I have to get ba...k before I lose my job." I said. Once I was back at my desk I couldn't help but continue to stare at the picture of me he'd drawn. Studying his technique and the judging the quality of his work it was obvious that he'd been professionally trained or else he was an extremely gifted amateur. I rarely take my lunch atthe museum two days in a row but. He was 48. Dudhiya came down from the village to work in our bungalow as our maid. With two sets of elders to look after (her parents and her in law’s), she took up her duties sincerely. Kavita gave her a small room on our terrace to stay.The next day, I overheard Kavita. “Dudhiya, tune kitne achi tarha se apne pati ki kami poori kar di. Hum tere kaam se bahut khush hain.” [Dudhiya, you have filled up your husband’s place so nicely. We are very happy with you.]“Sach memsaab ? Main aap dono ke. "Shirley continued her tirade, "I think I want big ones like Nancy has now. You know how much better she looks since she had the procedure. You love those huge things she teases you guys with," Shirley pouted.There was period of silence. I was thinking of my wife of many years being cut on for no reason. But then it may make her feel better about herself. She did exercise regularly and she wasn't fat. Very nicely padded I thought. Her tits did sag but then what ladies didn't if they have had a. Oh no!Due to his saliva and the lubrication produced by my orgasm, Dad's cock slipped into me easily. Within a few thrusts his cock was buried all the way inside me again. He resumed kissing me as he thrust into me again and again. His hands moved to my breasts, kneading and lightly pinching the nipples. Damn my boobs! Why did they have to feel so good when he did that? I passionately returned his kisses. I could feel another orgasm coming on.I whispered to him, "Please...I don't...I don't want.