(Lydia was then and still is today the love of my life and will always be the love of my life. I may sometimes admire and lust after other women with ...ig tits and plump, juicy cunts, and may actually fuck them and have them suck me off, but that is for just pure physical sexual ogiastic pleasure and doesn't have anything to do with my enduring everlasting love for my woman, Lydia). Why and how Lydia became a whore is probably more my fault than anyone else's, although it was never my deliberate. “So how does it feel having that brush up your dick?” she questioned, it wasn’t exactly the sentence I expected given the circumstance, but given our past grope and the fact she hadn’t ran into the night screaming about her pervert boss I figured she maybe okay with this whole thing. “Err, it feels amazing” I said faintly “I mean really good” “I heard it was possible, but I have never seen it before, does it hurt?” she asked“A little bit, I was very sore the first time, but this time seems to. She also had a very nice rack, they fit her body type perfectly, and while the numbers might not be impressive on her petite little body they looked huge. But by far the her most striking feature was her smile. Always present, her smile made her nose wrinkle just a bit and you noticed the splash of freckles across her nose and her stunning green eyes. Simply saying she was a 11.And I was no where in her league. So we would chat every morning and I would be nice, but there was no need to flirt,. "Sure I'll pick you up at eight and we'll have a chat," she said.I was still very nervous but when I climbed into her new car I decided that I want some of what she had. She had a great flat too, she poured me a drink and we sat down."I'll take you to met Danny if you're serious," she offered."Yeah thanks," I gulped my drink. "What would I have to do?" To start with you'll be in a cage," she laughed, "dance about while the punters watch. They can't get at you to touch or anything so you're.