Could it be thatsimple - that we each got the breasts we most liked on other women?There was no doubt that back when I could do something about it, I ...ikedfairly skinny women with big knockers - which was exactly how I nowlooked. Presumably Lola had similar tastes, though not so extreme ...and Chelsea was partial to truly enormous busts. Did that mean too thatKaylee was into flatties?Well, it was a working hypothesis ... for all the good it did me. Iwondered if anyone else was thinking along. Pete paused to drop his trousers and pants to halfway down his thighs. From the camera angle behind him on all fours in front of Jane, I could see his balls dangling between his legs and hard cock pointing down.He went back to rubbing his face over her slit and his hand was rubbing his cock slowly.I was very close to cumming now, I couldn't last much longer for sure. I was squelching loudly and trying not to drip on the furniture.Then came what I was hoping for... my friend Jane said, “I'm. Let me vent. Please ... The souvenir place has stuffed animals and keychains and I even saw a snow-dome! Anyway, I’ve been reading Frontier Dreaming. Withers has a lot of anecdotes from the 1960s to the ‘80s. But it’s as though this really was terra nullius! He writes about first this and first that, but I read to chapter seven before I encountered ‘the first Aboriginal member of the Ord River Club’ – and he’s marked as a ‘colourful character’! Then, in chapter nine, I found out that ‘Some. We're more friends and companions than man and wife these days. But it's a comfortable life ... I guess." I'm so sorry, Helen," I said. "I didn't mean to pry." Well, I asked a lot about your personal life, so fair's fair," Helen said. "It's not all bad though, I do miss sex a bit, but I have my work and the children when they turn up between terms."The conversation rambled on for another hour after that but it marked a sort of sea-change in our relationship. We never openly flirted and tended.