I completed the back side and then came the moment I’ve been waiting for, she turned around and I saw her complete set of boobs for the first time (...first time it was just a glimpse of left boob when I passed her the towel and second time when she dropped her towel I saw her naked for a second from behind). Her boobs were gigantic, I was just staring at her boobs when she pulled my chin up towards her face and said: ” I know you like them, you can apply soap there.” I slowly started applying. She told her that “she is a middle-class housewife, married to employ, had a kid of 16 years old who stay in hostel away from home, his husband is good person but since a couple of years he is not at all bother about her sexual feeling, how she feels alone in the home once her husband left to office etc etc.She told that “she won’t look that beautiful” for that I replied beauty does not criteria to decide a person, then she is like “she is physically challenged”Me: laughed loud, madam I don’t. Rufus perked his ears up as the old man half moaned and half groaned. Sarah did all the work rocking back and forth as she made sure she did everything perfectly, she had to remember not to let her teeth get away from her, she figured out quite quickly if she kept a certain pressure in her mouth and used her tongue to lick the head of his prick he would reward her efforts with a grunt or pulling her hair a bit. He looked down at the little slave his dog had brought home for him and smiled at. Once Chris saw that he was in relatively safe hands, he relaxed a bit and we had a great conversation. We talked about a lot of things including the insane amount of affection that some people had for their cars. Chris even showed me way too fucking many pictures of his Mustang back home.I noticed that the bimbettes were not pleased by the fact that Chris and I were conversing. Fuck them I thought. But they were the least of my problems. Chris had just gotten done telling me how he and his wife.