’ and in his heart he loved them as dearly as his mother had loved him. He disliked physical contact and demonstrative shows of emotion by his fami...y but he saw that he had spent most of his adult life tending to their welfare and he was pleased by that. He would not have wanted it any other way. The man had always walked to the beat of a different drummer, a beat very different from what he knew as a child. He was cut from the same cloth but a different fabric. As much as possible, he. Now, why dont you lick them for me?"Again, taking my orders well, I lifted my right breast to my mouth, flicking my tongue over my nipple, messy and wet, so as to make the lace translucent. I looked up to see my new friend licking his lips, staring hard at my tits."Very good, now how about the other one?"Moving my mouth to my left breast, I hungrily licked and sucked my nipple, moving one to the other, my bra wet and see thru.I sat back, running my hands over my tits, tweaking my nipples. I. "It is" sighed Nancy as we continued to massage her."And frustrating" added my wife."Oh yes" sighed Nancy her eyes half shut as if in a dream.And for a few minutes she sat back letting us rub and massage her young pregnant flesh, then she suddenly opened her eyes when she realised Veronica's hands had moved from her shoulders down to her plump boobs and were now busily massaging her soft flesh under her dress top."Oh god" she gasped as my wife's fingers gently rubbed her hard nipples and. At the appointed time my friend rang the doorbell and my wife answered. She told me that was the plumber and I immediately replied that she should accompany him to the kitchen to show the leak and that I would leave to visit a client. She was not surprised because I always went out to meet clients and know that I generally slow to return. I noticed a glow in her eyes, but I wonder if it was my imagination.As she drove my friend to the kitchen, I pretended I was walking out the front door, but.