With one hand and fondling her ass with the other. Jock I've been waiting all day to feel you strong hand on my ass, Sally cooed. Jock then unbuttoned...the remaining buttons on Sally's blouse and allowed it to drop to the floor. Davids eyes strained on Sally's breasts, they were even bigger that he had imagined and were very firm with very little droop. Her nipples stood out proudly from her lovely boobs. David's cock was throbbing hard, it was so hard that it hurt and screamed to be free. . To maine bola ok koi baat nahi kyun ke hamare paas kaafi time tha. Mujhe bhook lag rahi thi to maine call karke khane ka order diya jo ke mere room pe 15 minutes mein aa gaya tha.Khana khane ke baad main hotel se neeche utra aur market mein ghoomne chala gaya. Mujhe wait jo karna tha to kaafi saalo baad main Zoya se milne wala tha. To maine socha uske liye kuch gift lelu. Maine uske liye ek acchi dress lene ki sochi. Usne jab mujhe propose kiya tha tab woh orange suit mein thi.Waise woh story. Had been gone for over twenty years. A life time. An eternity…or so it seemed. She picked up a pink bow and sewed it about the tiny hole where the neck would be. She fiddled with it for several impossibly long moments. It had to be perfect. It just had to be. Nothing else would do. Perfection. ‘Good girl.’ The words echoed off the sides of her mind. Bounced for an eternity from neuron to neuron. How many times had she heard those words? Had many times had her Nana praised her for being her. “She needs a good man, a bit like the one I have.” “Yeah right, she’ll never be happy, she can’t stop wanting the next best thing.” Sharon nodded. “Yes, you’re probably right, but she is my best mate despite her faults.” We chatted some more about our everyday life, relaxed and happy. Sharon was looking good. Shoulder length bobbed brown hair, dark eyes, full red lips. She was 5’4” and usually a size twelve, depending where she shopped. Lots of women could be described as curvy, but Sharon.