My mind was busy trying to sort through all the impressions and sensations swirling around. The sight of Aunt Janet’s substantial boobs squished tog...ther disturbed me. I was unsettled, conflicted by the urge to bury my head between her tits and the real possibility of a slap to the face for doing it. It was a vague and distant sense, yet the insistent feeling I had, other than surging lust and desire, was that the whole situation was most definitely wrong. The tiny voice was a long way away at. .. he said ... but then Grace said, "Mr. Howland?" We found something on the boat that might interest you." Well, no ... they're not really really big ... in fact, they're pretty small ... but still good sized for what they are." Can we come see you?" Now would be best." Thank you, sir."Grace hung up.I said. "You haven't lied ... what was the deal with the secretary?" He wanted to know what was going on. I probably wouldn't have been able to speak to Mr.Howland if he hadn't happened to walk out. . hence the 'games'. About 4 or 5 times a year (it used to be more often) we act out our fantasies and really go to town. This particular event happened about 18 months ago and to the best of my recollections what happened was this... I'd got home from work about 7:00 and usual sat down to my tea. My son was already in bed and Carole (my wife) sat watching me with a permanent grin on her face. I finished my tea and went into the living room, my wife followed still smiling. "Ok", I said, "What's. Can I please ask again why all this,as I fumbled for my glasses, butcould not find.You will not find them,they are being repaired and reglazed,So put onyour new ones they will suit you better lovely pink with white bows atthe wings,you may find them a bit strange at first as the lenses are abit stronger,we need you to be totally reliant on them,things willbecome clearer as we progress-haha.So I want you dressed,and cleaned up. I don,t know whether you havenoticed but your nightdress is milk.
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