After having our coffee she started to tell her problems to me and told that her husband is business man and travelled around the globe regularly for ...is business purpose and she also had a good marriage life too,but from past 1 year her husband is not taking care of her because she was not able to conceive (become pregnant)she went to many doctors but she didn’t have any medical deficiency,after some days she came to know that problem was with her husband who had low sperm count,so he was not. ’ ‘I’ll remember that,’ said Megan. ‘I’ll put you to work hauling stuff for out of town games.’ ‘Aren’t all the games but home games out of town?’ I asked. ‘Yes, but don’t tell the old fart that,’ said Megan. I said, ‘OK, I won’t. Which old fart do you mean?’ ‘The one with the lift on his van,’ said Megan. We chuckled at that and Uncle Dar said, ‘Well I won’t tell either, since I don’t know an old fart with a lift on his van. When do I get to meet him?’ That got another laugh. When we got to. The boy grabbed Pam's tits, squeezing them through her blouse. She wasn't wearing a bra."Man, what tits!" He unbuttoned her blouse so fast that one of her buttons popped off and clicked on the concrete floor.Pam was panting as if she'd just finished a sprint. "Take it easy!"The boy yanked the blouse off her shoulders, baring her tits. He pulled it off her arms, leaving her topless. His sweaty paws fell on her tits. Her nipples slid between his fingers. Pam gasped, her cunt contracting. The boy. !" I went away. I looked back only once. Dorinda's mouth was buried deep within the hair between our delinquent's legs. She was sucking lustily. Terry was not even aware of me. I was not alone. The Grand Marnier kept me company. That and the sounds..... I expect it was more the sounds. I wished I had had the courage to stay. But I knew it best to allow them their own joys in their own way. I had no wish to envy them more than I already did. To be female must be wonderful. They have no need of.