Hardly worth having boobs I thought as I looked her up and down, hmmmm but maybe I don't need to have her with huge tits, I have my mother for that no..., plus she's younger than me, it would look a bit odd on such a small frame.Freeze. I thought, as the world again seemed to stop. I began to make the adjustments. I made her nipples a bit perkier as they grew ever so slightly to protrude from her bikini top. And a rounder ass I thought, I'd like to think she'd thank me for that. Hmmmm I've never. Ohhh fuck, your ass is so tight, whore” I was pushing all my cock deep into her asshole.I felt her ass relax a bit and began fucking her tight shit hole. The entire time I was uttering obscenities. With my cock was abusing her asshole and my hands were gripping her hair tightly, I was truely making her my whore. Beside me my wife had swllowed Vicky’s entire cock in her ass and he was pounding her mercilessly.Her body tightened and she gasped out, “Oh, God, Vicky, I’m cumming! Oh Rohit, he is. Given the secluded nature of their home, particularly the pool area, she owns baiting suits but never wears them. She never has tan lines and her skin is a beautiful supple tan most of the year.George and I were doing something around the front of the house, tending the horses or something as I recall and then George said he needed to check the pool pump. As we made our way around the side of the house to the pool George said “you’ll probably get to see something you like.” I knew he was. Either side of him, people rushed past as if he were a rock in their fast-flowing stream. When he regained his composure, he ambled after the crowd and once through the ticket gates, he was faced with a choice. The ramp to his left led to up the main station concourse. The steps to his right led down to the tube station. Charing Cross was on the Northern and Bakerloo lines. Jake chose the Northern line, which ran north to south through the heart of the city.The interlude with Emma had shaken.