"Jill complied, and I grabbed the bottom hem of her t-shirt and pulled it over her head. I then massaged her tits through her bra while I kissed the b...ack of her neck."Mmmm. That's nice," Jill said.I unclasped her bra and pushed the straps off her shoulders, letting the bra fall to the carpet, then continued massaging her bare tits."Oh yes Jim, that's even better," Jill moaned.I continued massaging Jill’s tits until she prompted me to remove her shorts.Squatting behind Jill, I inserted a finger. I heard that clear enough. She was really primed and ready to blow!"You want it don't you?" Pudgy ran his hands over my wife's breasts again, sinking his fingers into her abundant mounds of succulent flesh. She continued to squirm. "You can have your release. All you have to do is ask." He continued to fondle her boobs but was now paying particular attention to her erect nipples."You bastard ..." Her breathy voice trailed away leaving Pudgy and me in no doubt what she wanted."I'm sorry ... did. The next morning I feigned being ill telling my wife I would be staying home today. After calling out of work she wished me well hoping that I get better before heading out the door for the day.Once she was gone I grabbed my lap top to see what it picked up. Though there was still plenty more footage on the main computer I wanted to watch them together so I could see how everything happened in order. I fast forwarded the one from the living room watching for what would happen next while the. In 498 A.D., Pope Gelasius made Valentine a saint and declared February 14 the day of his feast. This may also have been a good way of Christianizing the Romans' pagan holiday of Lupercalia, which was an orgy coupled with bloodlust and took place at the exact same time. The Catholic church later officially removed the February 14 St. Valentine's Day feast from its holy calendar due to the fact that nobody actually knew what the real story of St. Valentine was or why he was sainted. Perhaps the.