I hope you understand madam, unlike these village ladies.” his comparing me with the village ladies played the trick and he could see that I was fin...e. He asked the girl to unbutton my shirt and take the measurement over my bra. This girl unbuttoned two of my buttons until my entire bra clad breasts were out for the view of Ajay and Raju. I could see both of their pants stretched out and could immediately realise that they had a hard on. Since she had removed only till my top half buttons, she. " I could hardly think straight. "I'm not sure if I understand." "Well, there's a bit of history there, Sir," she said, leaning up on her elbow. "They were lovers." "No way. So, the plot thickens," I said, sitting on the side of the bed and listening. "They very close in school, but had some kind of falling out. I was only a kid back then, but I remember Chantelle being there one day and disappearing the next. Then about five years ago when I told Sylvia I was joining the BDSM lifestyle, she. No matter how much I fucked her she still needed more. She loved me, hadn't wanted to hurt me, but she needed cock and lots of it. I was a better fuck than most all of her lovers, but she needed quantity as much as quality. Regardless of the fact that she was praising me (even as she said I wasn't enough for her) my ego still took a battering. I finally asked her if there wasn't something that I could consider 'my own' and she said, "You are the only one who eats my pussy and you know how much. "But I think its time to get everyone involved. I think its time you moved away from this." I don't think so. Everything's coming together." Where are you?" San Francisco." Shit. I want you to come home, Joe." But Margarita..." I nearly whined."I know. But ... Hell, I'm not supposed to tell you this. Everyone already knows. Sam wanted my head again for letting you get involved. The Feds..." Sorry about that," I said, though not very convincingly."Whatever. Some day I'll learn to defend myself.