Ranjini ma’am after a brief period of silence said “since you are so obsessed with my breasts, i will give you an opportunity…………………...… to……………. Hmmmm….. Yeah… an opportunity… to see them and …………..maybe even feel them. But you have to promise that you will never tell anyone about what happens in here, not even your closest friends.” i was pleasantly surprised with the turn of events… i immediately promised her that i would never tell anyone about whatever happens between us and was also grateful. " I guess." You want to go visit him? I'll pay your fare there and back." I don't have nobody to look after the pigs. They's all I got to keep body and soul from starving." You must have a neighbor. Tell him you'll give him a shoat if he'll do it until you get back. You might be gone two-three weeks." Maybe he'd do it for five pounds of sausage. That's what I make out of them pigs. My sausage is purely famous around here. Can I ride pillion so's I can go see?"It wasn't long before I had the. The wardrobes were easy to assemble and I had them built I a couple of hours. The two ladies had been in the other room chatting and were getting along very well. Jaq told me that she had told Ennis that I found her attractive making me blush a little. The two ladies patted the sofa encouraging me to sit between them. It was obvious that the two of them had been planning a little reward for me as Ennis stroked my cock through my shorts as Jaq hitched up her dress and began stroking her. How befitting of its time and place.We individual members of the wedding party were given a private audience of a few minutes in the diminutive gallery to view the artistic masterpiece. My wife Cassandra entered before me and exited minutes later with a radiant look enlightening her face. So, how bad could it be? I entered the gallery and stared directly at an artist’s creation of the NIGHTMARE I had lived! I nearly shit my pants! There I was lying nude and unrecognizable because of the.