She asked me how my day was and stood in front of the air conditioner while removing her work uniform. Wendy was a wonder, a girl and a half in every ...irection. when she removed her pants and underwear I got a sniff of her sweaty cunt and felt myself getting wet. As I inhaled Wendy's wonderful musky aroma my thoughts went back to the cock I saw warming my pussy further. we went into the atrium with a couple of beers and Wendy told me to get on the massage table. This is where we always talked. I know the time change is tough too, so get your shower and rest that body," he suggested. "You know that I would gladly rub those feet of yours if I were there," he added.TinglesI knew that at this moment, I was mere seconds away from a sex filled exchange unless I changed our course. I had no choice but to reroute us."I know you would baby, and I appreciate that," I replied.Being ever so mindful of my nuances, he followed my lead and began to share about his day. After a platonic recap, we. Surprisingly my fingers almost reached all the way around. They were a good eight to ten inches long from her nipple to her sternum. They were simply amazing. I started stroking them sort of like how I jerk myself off or how a farmer might milk his cow.I just had to ask, “How did they get like this?”Pamela said, “My soon to be ex-husband is responsible. He was into bondage and light torture mostly involving my tits and pussy.”Then I had to ask, “What did he do to your pussy?”Pamela just smiled,. Noticing her dismay, Peter grinned. ‘If you don’t use chopsticks you’ll starve,’ he laughed, scooping some rice into her bowl and some into his. Then, holding the bowl to his lips, he shoveled the rice into his mouth encouraging her to do the same. ‘Remember to make three shovels. That’s polite – more than that and you’re rude and come from Hong Kong.’ Laughing at her surprise, he gave full attention to the food. Throughout the meal, he selected tidbits and held them to her lips to taste..