. Aur dusre breast ko aise dabaye ja rahe the jaise in breast ko masal masal kar aaj hi khatam kar dena ho…aur breast ke intne jor jor se dabane par...woh machal uthi aur boli..oh rohitttt kha jao mere breast ko…chuse jao nipples ko …pi jao meri jawani.. Agar ho sake to mujhe itna choda itna chodna ki chudne ke bad mjhe hosh na rahe…Uska itna kehna tha ki maine uski panty mein apna hath dalkar itni jor se ragda ki uski chikh nikal gai..aur isse pehli ki woh kuch samajh pati meri 2 ungliyan uski. He went on to say that he had great difficulty 'lasting' more than a few moments before he came, and that he also had a rather small cock; and that both of these things had become a point of contention between Carol and himself over the years.I just listened. I made no attempt to offer him any opinions, or suggestions, as to how to remedy this---but his story sounded very familiar to me from the things these other men's wive's I been fucking said about their husbands! I couldn't help but wonder. I took the boob in my other hand and kneaded it gently. A wave ofpleasure washed through me and I gasped. I usually didn't get thisaroused from touching my nipples, I was kind of a downstairs girl. Imean, two minutes in the shower playing with my clit and I was done. Iwondered what had changed about me, was it just because of the dangerof doing it where I might be caught?I squeezed my boob harder, moaning slightly. Oh yeah, this did feelgood. I reached down with my other hand and felt around. I set up the barbeque on the deck and I cooked a small steak for each of us. I wasn't eating much these days and I was able to keep my weight down thanks to that and a reasonable amount of exercise. Joyce must have noticed because she said something about my looking healthy in spite of myself. I spent a lot of my time outdoors largely because I think I was becoming claustrophobic; particularly in the winter rainy season. My face had a permanent tan and I imagine that fooled people into thinking.