. and then my undershorts.My cock started to harden from its soft state. When soft it was about 5 inches long ... and when fully hard it was a neat 10...inches.“Wow” she exclaimed adding “You are bigger soft than Peter was hard”.I laughed and smiled at that revelation. Something that I would store up for later use. Jane was watching me intently ... watching as my cock filled out and hardened. It was soon standing tall - pointing vertically.I stood there with my hands on my hips ... waiting to see. Asha was basically from Coimbatore, who has done her bachelor in engineering. She happens to have worked in Bangalore for about a year in an IT company. Once her marriage was fixed she resigned her job.She even confessed to me that, she has no experience of any sort in the physical life (Not even kiss) with a guy which was really shocking to hear in this generation. She later told me that the reason for the lack of experience is her dumb figure (which she thinks).Her father’s profession (he was. He put his head up and looked at her and said, “Lean over here again and bite on my nipple.” She didn’t hesitate. She leapt forward and pulled his shirt open and grabbed his nipple in her teeth. She started to chew and he started to long stroke again. “That’s it, mmm…I love my nipples played with,” he said into her ear. “If you keep that up I might have to cum in your mouth. Do you want my hot cum in your mouth?” She pulled away and said, “No baby, I want you to pump everything you have into my. What is your biggest fear or disappointment in me? She had no disappointments, sure, it would have been nice if I was younger and more attractive, but it also would have been nice if she wasn’t a former sex worker, that’s just the way it was. She had a strong fear, however, that I would leave her. We were now well-off, and there were always young, attractive women gunning for guys with money. She was afraid that eventually I would find one that was more attractive and/or better able to satisfy.