My wife is about five-feet-seven-inches with double D boobs that are the handy work of a very talented surgeon. They are just magnificent and she love... to show them off. With her blond hair and great shapely body, men are constantly stopping and staring at her, much to my delight.Rob and Matt were no exception. They simply couldn’t take their eyes off those big double D’sand Kris just loved giving them her best boob shots.I loved seeing her exhibit those gorgeous breasts and I noticed another. “It isn’t natural.” “Maybe not, but it’s supposed to be good. Ellie Davidson said ..” “Ellie Davidson is a slut.” “She’s my friend and she says being buggered is great, so why am I not getting any?” “Because your boyfriend, who you love very much, is not going to do it, is why not. Accept it, I am not going to ass fuck you. Not today, not tomorrow, not ever.” And he was right, I did love him, because apart from the ass thing we got on great, loved the same things, were a real couple. Which. I wanted to kiss him, but thought better of it"I should have done you first." He said. "What do you mean?” I asked.“I should have done you first. I don't think I can do it now. I feel funny ". I rubbed his leg to reassure him and looked down at his penis. AI little white drop was clinging to the head but he was getting hard again. I was feeling generous and ran my finger across his cheek and went down again. He grabbed the top of my head and held me gently. I sucked and fellated him. “Of course Sunisa”, I agreed.On the way home Kosum sat quietly in the back seat. Sunisa was equally quiet - but that was because her hand has wandered across the divide, run gently up and down my thigh and found its way to my trouser crotch, where her attention rested on my hardening cock.When we reached the compound I parked outside Dave’s bungalow and invited the two girls in for coffee and whisky. I expected Sunisa to stay the night - her intentions were already clear - and Kosum would drift.