One day at lunchtime I met them heading for their room and they had a couple of bottles of wine, after a bit of chat they said to come up and see them...later. After 5-6 pints I decided to get a carry-out and go and see them, I knocked on there door and a robed Yvonne answered and she looked a bit merry with the wine, she let me in and went to the roof terrace where Anne was. Anne was topless and got up to pour me a drink while Yvonne took her robe off to reveal her tits. Now Anne was a big woman. When I got there, she was shocked at my appearance and sat me down to hear the whole story. Her husband was there as well, and his face became harder and colder as I told them what had happened. He insisted that the police be called, but I told him that I had a better idea than that, one that had occurred to me as I talked, that I would like to keep this between Master K and myself, but just needed a little backup for help. I asked for the phone, which he handed me without comment, and I dialed. Thanks for that, darling. Not sure I can drink after my marriage. So I took this free opportunity. Did I talk rudely?Me: No, you didn’t talk rudely. You were just sharing your experience with Madhan.S: Why Madhan’s topic comes in between us? And I remember you were forcing me to talk about Madhan.I don’t know how to respond to her, but she remembers night conversation. So I just said that I love to listen to gossip like other girls.S: I don’t have any gossip with Madhan and nothing to hide. I. I was 12. I had a bunch of guy friends and we used to compare dick sizes. Although we didn't jerk off. Didn't know how.It was early that summer, when Chuck who was 14, told me we could have some fun. Since I was used to comparing dick sizes, I didn't think any thing was out of th ordinary. He took to the apartment house basement. Where he told me to show my dick. His dick was larger than mine and he told me we could do something different. I didn't understand. He told me to bend over. There was.