"He puts more lotion on his hands. Rubbing her back, he slides his hands around her waist and cups her full breasts. She lets out a sigh, "That feels ...ood. but I'm not sure you should do that." Why not? I like touching your tits. Do you think your husband will mind?"“He told me he wouldn’t mind if you felt them. I’m just not sure.”He continues to fondle the young wife’s breasts. “What about you? Do you like me feeling them?”"I do. But Dave is just below and may see us." So what? He watched me. While Brad and I sat at the picnic table. It was the first time we had a chance to be alone and talk today. Brad had been out late last night, and I was zonked out from swimming, canoeing and our afternoon session in bed and was asleep when he came back and got in bed.The following day I could not help but ask, “So how did it go with Barbara last night?”“We have a problem, Mom.”“Oh my god, her father didn’t catch you, did he?”“I wish that were it. Then I think we would know how to handle. Sahi bolu uska kala lund dekh ke muje gulabjamun yaf agya or me doda or uska lund muh mei leke achi tarh chusene laga or uska juice pine laga tabhi meri fufi ayi mera lund chusne lekin mere fufa ne use dhaka mara or mera lund apne muh mei le liya or kha iss ice-cream ke gole pe sirf mera hak hai or hum ek dusre ka chusne lahe jub taj hum thak na gaye .Tab humne dekha ke fufi naraj hokar vaha se chali gayi thi to fufa use lene gaye voh fir akeli ayi khana leke or mera lund uske bhosde me dal ke. Judy interrupted her, Oh I believe it, she said laughing. No wait, he took me home, laid me down on his couch, and let me sleep it off without laying a hand me. Do you believe that? A gentleman, a real gentleman in this day and age, in this city? I couldnt believe it. Anyway, he kind of showed me there are other kinds of guys out there too. So, Judy asked, have you seen this guy since then? Sir Galahad. What? Judy asked. Sir Galahad, Amber said, thats what I call him. No, I havent. We finished.