‘My friend is staying with my husband and me. We’ve been having a lovely visit together.’ Mrs. Thatcher’s eyes gleamed with even more avid int...rest as she looked at Sarah. ‘How nice for you. But isn’t that a little strange, I mean having a visitor when you are still so newly wed?’ Naomi had to struggle to keep her smile from turning brittle. The shopkeeper could be quite tactless. ‘We’ve been managing just fine, thank you.’ Mrs. Thatcher’s forehead crinkled from thought as she continued to look. Her breasts were definitely smaller than either Mary Jo's or Liv's. I reached up and cupped the one nearest me. I felt the nipple harden a bit and press into my palm. Missy stopped what she was doing and looked down at her breast in my hand."I wish they were bigger," she said softly. "Sorry." I'm not," I replied seriously. "They are perfect. Soft and responsive."Missy smiled. "I was afraid you'd be disappointed after Liv and Mary Jo." Not at all, honey. They are just different. Just as you are. The slight headaches, though, were regular visitors. Less frequently, I became slightly dizzy.No question, those Elmont fuckers had injected something into my left arm. No traces were left by the time I saw medical people. I shouldn’t have put it off until I got home.My problem, well one of them, was an understandable one. I’d been injected with something. Without my knowledge and against my will. Easy enough for them to do since I was unconscious.Because I had no fucking idea what had been. Oh dear! This is real big!! You will surely satisfy all women under the sun and I really mean it.”Oh! Come on maa, don’t pull my legs. I am not son. Believe me! I have never read about a dick, so long as yours. Let me see how it shows when erected. Soon Sheetal was playing with her son’s penis. The feel of mother’s hand started affecting Dharmesh. His rod started to wake up. She began to breathe heavy. Help me take off my nightie son. I hope the main door is locked.”Oh yes maa.”Amidst a fully.