She was trying to remove the last and fourth hook. Because of her big breast size, she was not able to unhook it easily. She lifted her entire breasts...with her hands and trying to unhook. While doing this, my face also lifted along with her breast. Finally, she unhooked the last one and opened the blouse. My heart has almost stopped beating. Her breast are like big melons. It was sagging little bit because of the weight. Her nipple was of one rupee coin size. I could see her nipple folded. It was at this point my bottle went and I told him I had changed my mind, but every cloud has a silver lining because although he was not happy he said “ok, but you can do something else for me then", “sure, what do you want me to do” I said, “well if i can't fuck you, you can at least suck me off” he replied. This was another first for me and definitely something I wanted to do, I simply nodded and moved between his legs. I may not have sucked cock before but had a good idea what to do thanks. I say something like THAT, and they'll call me a Male Chauvinist PIG. Can't say things like that anymore. Got to mention their brains, too. Got to get out of the 60s.He heard a whisper of sound, and looked around. Joyce was standing right inside the door, watching him. She was dressed just like she was when her kissed her "Good Night." In her birthday suit. "HI, Bob. Up early, I see. I couldn't sleep so good. Strange bed. Thought I would look around the house a little bit, and heard you in. He smiled when we entered and told me,” Today you will wait like a faithful pimp outside when I am fucking your wife inside, we will be in for an hour or so ok?” “Ok sir,” I said and left him with Shara. I as if by mistake left my car keys on the desk. Actually the keys were part of a high tech spying equipment. Now I could sit outside and watch them on my mobile screen.I sat on the sofa in living room and got myself hooked. I could see the fuzzy but recognisbale images of Rajaji and my wife.