I was amazed to see that she didn’t cover her boobs with the towel she usually do.I can clearly see her left boob exposed with nipples in baby mouth... and I pretend as I was watching the TV. I saw the whole action in corner eyes. She then changes from left boob to right, I can now see clearly the whole left boob completely, on seeing that scene my dick became hard rod and had an bulge in my pants. Now I stare at her boobs without knowing that she was watching me. After sometime I realized that. But my urge to have gay sex was increasing I often used to go to temple near my home with my parents there always used to be a poor family of hawkers which included 2 boys they were slim light dark color I always had urge to hav amateur sex with underage boys so I had thought one day have sex with them and didn’t mind if they were poor. Then one day the time had come my parents were gone out at morning 11 am 4 attending marriage and would not return till night I didn’t go as I had exams so then. He will breathe in peaceful rhythm beneath her smiling tear-streaked face and she will send up silent prayers for the unknown loved ones who morn, while she — amidst pangs of guilt — rejoices at the familiar sound of her husband’s gentle snores. Yes, these are good decent deserving people and my rush of jealousy towards them revolts me. What kind of person does this make me? Should I not rather be moved and inspired by the pure perfect love I see before me? I watch, as Dory places a tender. ..I kiss my nipple ever so gently remembering how his lips felt...... I run my tongue over it at the same time my finger goes over my clit inhaling deeply the scent that is him...... What is it about this man.... Mmmmmmm.....why can't I answer this question.....i begin to roll my nipples between my to fingers now.... Legs are wide open as if I am asking for him to come walking through the door and catch me.........Would I stop and be embarrassed because he caught me in the middle of thinking.