Tabby turned the lights off, then slid between them. They faced her on their sides then laid an arm over her, she gleefully giggled “both my boys, a...mothers dream”. They caressed her torso she said “if I had been able to keep both of you, I would have breast fed you like this, together”. Chubby giggled, “you still can, maybe Beau has out grown it but I never got to! I'd love to suckle you”. Tabby grinned “I don't have milk and my god awful long nipples are ugly”. Beau pulled her V neck down,. I WAS a jerk, he thinks, as he softly hits his head a few more times.He turns back into the spray, facing the nozzle. Behind his eyes he pictures Rachael's body standing once again before him. Steam caressing her bare skin as she stands with her shoulders relaxed and hands hanging loosely by her sides. Only this time with him reaching out to touch her blushing skin, her face, to look in her brown eyes and see his lust for her body matching hers for his. Leaning in and kissing those full lips,. And be used to such naughty touches. And it worked out. . .On one Sunday, as usual, we were standing on Ballegunge railway station to aboard a local train to return home, and while awaiting the train I saw a group of collegian boys waiting for the train. Some of those boys, who were hardly in their twenties were checking on my wife’s assets. Of them two boys were looking, or rather ogling, at my wife. I thought it’s a good opportunity to somehow push Sunita into their circle in the. Bob put his arms around June as she stared into the kitchen sink, trying to get up the motivation to do the dishes. She turned to Bob and buried her head in his shoulder tears running down her face. ‘I’m sorry.’ She whispered. Bob pulled her tight against him and kissed the top of her head. ‘It’s ok.’ He whispered back. ‘No it’s not! I love you! You’re my husband, I’m not some slut looking to have an affair or run off with your best friend. I love you and want to stay with you. It’s just, I.