A large print of a family - mother smiling proudly, dad looking stern, the two young boys looking bored and the daughter, about my age, looking angeli.... The girl looked familiar - someone at school I think. It didn't matter.The picture swung wide without a sound revealing the steel door behind. The keypad chirped at each digit, which caused me to shiver again with fright. Then the click and it opened wide to show its contents.Just scoop it all out I was told and was surprised that a thick wad. My friends and family also had noted how much attention she had been paying to this stranger. I was both angry and humiliated by the experience. There was no doubt in my mind that my "happy marriage" was in trouble. My world collapsed. The love that I thought was exclusively mine apparently wasn't.When we returned home, I was unusually quiet. I was dreading the conversation we were about to have. If she was having an affair the marriage was over. Even if she wasn't, I wasn't sure if I could. ‘I gotta do. I’m too horny. Take hold of the material of my shirt by grabbing my nipples.’ Blake did. Boom Boom squealed, almost orgasmically. ‘Now twist. Yes! Now pull the material up and over my head.’ When the shirt was off, Boom Boom’s magnificent tits bounded into the open air. Blake was amazed and turned on. They were bigger than anything he’d ever seen — at least as big as her head. But they didn’t have that fake-looking stiffness that implants had. These H-cuppers looked real. They. His hands were exploring my body, pulling off my shirt in the process. He paused for a second, and gazed down at my breasts. Then, all of a sudden, he mauled them with his hands. I moaned loudly as he pinched the nipples and rolled them. A fire was burning inside of me and I needed him. He pulled me closer to him, and began to kiss me as his hands played with my breasts. I was growing impatient. I was in no mood for foreplay. Grabbing him from the waistband of his jeans I pulled him over to the.