And he had the right to know to whom he was married, what kind of woman. The thought struck her in a flash as she started up the car again and pulled ...nto the traffic on the avenue that she would go to Kevin and tell him everything. He just had to know what kind of a life that wanton harlot was leading him into, even if the facts hurt him as they were knifing into her at this very moment. Thinking of telling him, Liz was forced back into her memory once more.She remembered the slowly flicking. He continued to stare at her tits as they grew larger in his field of vision, and once they were almost close enough to reach out and touch, he began to feel a powerful desire to edge closer to her delightful body and do just that. The closer he got, the more he wanted her, and when he finally reached her side, he wrapped one hand around her waist and pulled her against him possessively as his other roughly groped and squeezed her fascinating breasts, and his own body began to prepare itself. But I know you want them bigger, much bigger, becauseyou want to feel like a real woman. Remember, however, that you are mywoman, and that I will love you no matter how big your breasts are." Icried again at his words, because they were so tender (as he pronouncedthem, his hands were caressing and tickling my Seal). But he was right. Asa BBW, I demanded huge boobs, like those of a porn star I admired, whom Ihad elected as my Transsexual Venus (although she was a ciswoman). I oftenwatched clips. ‘The first day was a waste of time and effort. I almost gave up, but I wanted to give one more house a try’ he narrates as he talks about Savita’s house.Outside Savita & Ramesh’s house:The salesman rings the bell.Savita came to the door and seeing a stranger politely asked-‘hello? How may I help you?’The bra salesman was for a minyte or two taken aback by the sheer beauty and hotness of this Gujarati housewife.Savita never dressed conservatively, even at home. Or it would be proper to say that.