" From Charlene! My God!" It's a long story," I said. "Guys scout the Internet for naked pictures. Charlene had a friend who saw the photos, knew Char...ene was dating Roy, and told her about the pictures. And then, she told Roy." What she must think of me!" Tess said."I don't think she's even seen them, herself," I told her. "Anyway, what Charlene thinks of you is no biggie. Let's concentrate on Mama." Yeah. But this is just going to go on and on, isn't it? I mean, after Mom, there's Dad. Even. I leaned over to Shawn and pointed at the dildo that was sitting on the floor and suggested that he us it. He looked around for some lube after opening the package but there was none to be found, I saw him shrug and then was shocked to see him shove it in his mouth. Right there in front of me was my wife on one side working over a warm cock through a gloryhole and a guy I've known for years running a big black dildo into his mouth, it was very surreal.As Shawn moved behind my kneeling wife. She liked my possessiveness. After that we were bit close now and I even use to flirt with her by saying Miss Whity (for her white bra) and she used to say she will kill me for that. OK now let’s come to the real story. As how did we make out with each other? We all 4 friends made a plan to go out in Goa and chill. I was a 5 day holiday period for us. When we reached Goa, Chetan and Trisha requested us to take a double room and asked us that they wanted to be in 1 room and can me and Bani. Here’s the thing… My boyfriend, who is a real jewel, easily the best I’ve had, and a serious contender to become the ONE, is fixated on my boobs. I know there are worse things, but the problem is that I’ve always hated them. To me, my breasts are hideous, misshapen things, and I can’t imagine anyone actually liking them, much less adoring them. My tits are the size and shape of tennis balls, actually little spheres mounted high on my chest. Worse than that, my areolas are dark brown, almost.