"Sorry I won't do it again," I reassured as Sally went about colouring her own nipples as I readied myself to snap her squashed rack.Eventually, I got...her to lie on the sofa for some long-bodied shots.She lay with her head on the sofa arm supported by her own hand, reaching up and behind her head."Well done," I commended."What?" You've shaved under your arms, I hate hairy armpits," I laughed."Nearly all the girls do, you should hear some of the bitchy remarks in the school showers over girls. Wouldn’t it be better in one that we are not known in?” “No, Tim,” he responded firmly. “The object is to humiliate the cuckold. It’s all part of the cuckolding Tim, the wife and her lover dining in a public place and one that she usually frequents with her husband.” “I see.” I sighed. “I would also like you to take us there and pick us both up when we are finished.” I said nothing. “And I usually ask the cuckold to pay for the meal the first time as well,” Abe said. It was like a kick to. ..” I say.“I only had like a glass and a half of wine last night... but, did we really...?”“Yep,” I tell her. “Three times.”“Hmph, not that anyone's counting.”I actually don't regret it. Waking up with an ugly chick after screwing her drunk because that's the best I could do is one thing, but this isn't that case at all. Sure, I didn't cum all over her, I didn't give it to her from behind, and she didn't even give me a blowjob; even without any of that, though, last night was actually pretty. And they were really very delicious. It was really cheesy. So was masi really talking about them yesterday night and nothing else? I was the one who took it in a different meaning. I was feeling so silly. And I kept eating the bun while thinking all this.Priya: Arre, tell me. How are they?Chetan: Oh, sorry, masi. Yes, they taste really good. I like them. I like your cheesy buns.Priya: Hahaha. Yes, everyone likes my cheesy buns. As I told you (she winked).I was confused again. Did she really.