“Well, I must have been giving off some sort of signal, or, maybe I had been enjoying going commando too much, because he started sniffing, and, wel..., the next thing I knew he was under my skirt, licking me like there was no tomorrow!” She paused, waiting, this really was the heart of the problem, her shame, her embarrassment. She’d let a dog touch her. Inappropriately.Cyndi looked at her friend, sitting there, flushed with the retelling and tried to smile supportively. She knew that her friend. She was very beautiful, curvy and in excellent shape . She had big boobs and very cool ass. His name was Dilia. When I questioned Imran started pleading, admitting his mistake. When we were alone I asked him about her sexual problem , he told that now he is ready to undergo treatment. I said - you have to get treatment. ...Only If you get well, I will divorce Sarah and let her marry you. He was ready. Then I said - according to Sharia, you will also get punishment for divorcing Sara. . Which was unfortunate because she had probably the biggest pair of tits I had seen at that point in my life. Fucking her was a decision I could never quite make. They were massive though, E cups at the very least. They weren't the elephant in the room by any means either, they were a constant source of conversation. Brandy quite regularly mentioned them and gave them a firm squeeze just to make sure we knew what boobs she was referring to. Every time Maggie bent over in the shirt she was. " No pressure there," was what I thought."Understood," was what I said."Good. Now all you have to do is figure out how you feel about me. You already know how I feel about you but you also know that in the end I have to do what is best for me." And that is as it should be.I would like to call you just to talk." Talk about what?" Your niece, my mother, the baseball team, our up coming school years, you know, just stuff."There was silence at the other end of the line and I was afraid I had just.