I have seen so many boobs, no girl had such breasts like yours. They are white like milk, soft and bouncy like a ball of wool, your nipples and areola...are peach coloured and they are high up in the air”.“Can anyone imagine in their wildest thoughts of a wretched man like me, a middle-aged widower to have access to such angel boobs. You don’t give me food ever, just lay there like that, without a thread on your body and let me feast on your beauty”.His speech turned me on again. I rolled over. His eyes looked distant for a moment. “I think it’s because I trust you. I talk to Sophia all the time. Brianna, too. Maybe not this much but I’m just finishing getting stuff out of my system.”He shrugged, causing the bar held above him to bounce slightly. “I don’t think you have to worry much about me becoming a chatterbox. I don’t do that.”Octavia watched him as he quickly raised and lowered the bar. The one hundred sixty-five kilograms of weight on the bar was impressive. It wasn’t ‘Marine’. “Good morning, Sofía. Good morning, Javier.”At that moment there was a knock on the door.“Will you have breakfast this morning, don Miguel?”Suddenly I was starving even though I was exhausted.“Yes, Sra. Martínez. Thank you.”“And for Srta. Sofía and don Javier, too?”I looked back at my two friends and lovers. They looked at each other and back at me and laughed out loud.“Yes, Sra. Martínez. For them as well, thank you.”Sra. Martínez outdid herself with the local equivalent of huevos rancheros. He started by pinching her nipples and sucking on them every now and then. This went on for what seemed like hours but was just a few minitues. Then he started undressing and he slapped her on her right breast and she gasped. And it turned bright red and pink. She begged for more so I stepped in and told her dont remove the blind fold as I untied her to remove her from the chair. I had the sex swing already hung in the room. Had her sit in it and tied her hands to the straps just so I knew she.