She knew what was coming, and smile flickered across her face. A man's hands squeezed her breasts, there were large and slightly rough. Definitely m...ale, Anna thought. Suddenly Anna knew someone was behind her. She could feel someone tracing a finger down her back, teasing her. The man's hand slid down her body, and he placed his mouth over one of her breasts. She gasped in a mixture of pleasure and pain as he bit down hard, his hand ripping off her panties, the roughness scratching her soft. "CJ, move over here and suck my titty," I told him."Seriously?" he gushed. I nodded at him. And he quickly scurried towards me.I hated to tell him that his rubbing my legs annoyed me because I could feel it and it took me away from my thoughts. On the other hand my big old titties were as fake as my blond hair. After the surgery, I noticed that I had lost most of the feeling in my nipples. Mark could always make me feel sensations there but no one else seemed to be able to.That was another. ."The conversation was mundane enough, but Charlie was becoming a little distracted by the way Kevin was petting Kelly as he talked. He couldn't seem to remember if they had normally showed this kind of affection—perhaps he was just overly sensitive to it now. But as the conversation went on, he became more certain that there was something suggestive in the way that Kevin moved his hands over her belly and even let her shirt, again, ride up above her navel. It was clear that all three of them. What if they did get the email, and they responded, what then? I was married and happily married at that. Happy that is until these fantasies invaded my head. When they did, I would wank furiously and pretend it was Steve’s cock that would spurt over me. I sometimes tried my best to make my own spunk crash over my face and body as my fantasy played through. Weeks later and I dug the email address out again. I sent them an email. Polite at first and then at the end explaining my fantasy. I hoped.