I saw P with wonder because just a few minutes before she had been fucked by chettiar and now she was quietly sitting and doing her routine. I saw her...with desire and now I saw her in new light. In fact I saw all the three ladies in new light. Though they were dark and dull looking yet their body was full. They had big sized breasts and full sized buttocks.I felt immediately attracted by them and wondered whether these three women would be willing to give me sexual happiness. I was their. Cupping the back of her head with his palm, he guided her forward as he backed up, taking a careful seat upon the edge of his leather bound chair, thighs spread wide, amazed that she never once let him slip out of her warm and willing mouth. ‘Perfection, Jenny. You deserve a medal.’ He maneuvered his foot so that the tip of his shoe was pressed against her sweet little cunt, enjoying the soft grunt of surprise as she began to grind herself against it, the polished leather pushing inside of her. .and enjoys it.This brings me to the particular incident I found so troubling, which had taken place on the night before I left for this trip...I had just finished packing and was sitting in the living room when Gretta came out, poured herself a drink and asked me if I still knew how to give a really good back rub."Sure, is your back hurting?" They don't know a thing about ergonomics at the office. Every muscle in my body aches, would it be a terrible imposition for you to do a back rub?" Glad. I felt the same way then, Cassandra. I moped around pitying myself until it was pathetic. Then one day, I read this thing in a magazine. It said women give up a lot of themselves to take care of a family and when that family’s gone, sometimes they have trouble getting it back. Well, that fit me, so I kept reading. They said you need to change something in your life, do something really big, or something outrageous, to get you thinking about yourself again. “So what did you do?” Linda grinned.