However, I do not have any family as such and was independent. Whatever sexual experiences I have had were with professionals. And that’s the way I ...ike it- no unnecessary attachments, pay money and do whatever u want. I have always had a fetish for big boobs and I had a gala time.But with time, I started thinking why not get a wife with all the right attributes and enjoy foc. I made up my mind to look for one from a very poor family. I got my heart’s desire when through a community source, I. Especially in the mechanical way she went through her routine. Still, I couldn't help watching. I'd seen it a thousand times before. She didn't prance or give sly seductive looks over her shoulder. She just wiped stuff down and put things away with an economy of motion until she saw me looking at her and suddenly stopped. "What?" she asked. I was smiling, and she returned it, then glanced nervously around the kitchen. "What? Did I miss a spot?" she asked with a sheepish humor. Then her eyes. It was just a minute before the allotted time when he pulled up outside Rob's unit in the village and following instructions for he wouldn't be using his car he parked in the visitor's park, which was associated with every unit. He didn't get a chance to ring the bell when the door opened and he was ushered inside where introductions were made. He had met Marion before, she was friendly but certainly not his cup of tea, but when the other woman, the Jo he was told about was introduced, his. Her panties were safely tucked away in Jakes pocket, she hadn’t worn a bra to the ball, and her dress was now torn down the front exposing her shaved pussy and her naturally large breasts. Jake bent over and licked at Amy’s nipples. Amy squirmed and tried to move away from the stranger’s mouth. Jake grabbed her left breast and yanked on her nipple as hard as he could. Amy cried out in pain and shock. “Where the fuck do you think you’re going slut?” Amy stopped moving immediately. She knew now.