She put her hands on my cheek kissing me softly and say “sabar ka phal meetha hota hai, jaanu”. Then I try to take breath to cool down. Then I kis... her whole body from top to bottom. She was going to open blouse hooks herself. I say no I want to do it. She say ok. So with my fingers I slowly open the blouse hooks one by one. When all hooks were open then I could see her big juicy balls bursting from one white color bra. It have embroidery with lot of holes in it so I can see parts of her fleshy. B fell under the graces of such a woman once. She helped him through a hard time, her gentle hands holding him, her billowing warm bosom resting on his chest. She watched him satisfy himself the way a young man sometimes must, and she did not protest when he reached a resolution to his problems all over her clean linens.It was late fall and B was in the middle of his third semester of college. The weather was gray and damp and B found himself getting depressed. His good friend and classmate. " "Hey, come on," he drawled. "Just because you're my girl you've got, what? A sexth sense? You don't know what colour her undies are, and neither do I. All we can do is extrapolate. Exhibit A:" He gesticulated with his spam-laden fork. "Headmaster's daughter, good Catholic girl, the kind of date you can bring home to mother. Even if, and it's a big if, she wants red, there's no way that girl gets away with owning anything but plain white cotton. Her father would disown her" took another. I couldn't hold the eye contact and looked away.It was about fifteen minutes later when Marcus and Lyndsi came into the room. Guy moved to leave the room when Marcus spoke, "Mister Portman I would like you to stay, please. I need you to be a witness to what transpires here as an outside party, not part of the Human Resources Department." Of course, Mister Peoples." He then stepped back and stood against the wall.I noticed that despite the heat I felt coming from Wayne, there was a definite.