We did keep in touch as time went on, we wanted so bad just to be togetherit didn't seem it would happen our spouses were actually good to each of us....e each married others not being "in love", her and I were birds of a featherbut if we did leave our spouses and got together it would cause to much fuss. Her husband thought the baby was his there was nothing ever even suspectedmy wife is also unaware which keeps things quiet, it doesn't make any of it fair.It's hard to be in love, create a life. But that was not the thing I wanted to do, I took a small syringe from the table. Melissa, this might hurt but I promise you that you will love the effect. With that I injected the fluid into her right nipple. Melissa screamed in pain but in the same moment I injected a second syringe into her other nipple. Thats it Melissa… you are a brave girl. Your boobs are done, there is only one injection missing. Please show me your tiny little girly cock. I have to do that, so help me or I have to use. Next day morning my angel came out of the room and i can’t close my eyes. Because she looks like more beautiful in the silk sari. She came near to me and told “get ready dear; i want to enjoy this birthday fully with you”. Then we both went to temple, theater, and park and finally we finished our dinner in a restaurant and return to our house. While returning to home, she told “dear there is a gift is waiting for you today”. I was totally confused. We reached our home.She bolted the door and. "Blowjob." she mimed sucking on an imaginary penis. "Paizuri." She pushed her substantial boobs together.A pleasurable shiver ran through Jackson as he remembered what she did to him last time.Fucking stop it, he admonished. His cock twitched in his pants and he wanted to bash the traitorous organ back down."It's a popular selection," Suraimo said. "Players like to choose how to succumb." Selecting how you want to lose is gay," Jackson said.Who chose to lose: losers, that's who."You do know.