So, to answer your question the way you phrased it, no. I don't prefer big ones. OK, close your eyes, and I'll think about my next question."A couple ...of obvious choices came to mind. I could follow up on my answer and ask if her own nipples were sensitive. Or I could take a different tack from her question and ask whether she preferred men with big dicks. I decided both would be following her lead too much. Instead:"Do you like when a man takes complete control in the bedroom?"That was more. I tried pulling it away, but he was holding my knee firm. When I looked back to Ron, he was looking down at Ben's hand, then back up to me and whispers "it's Ok,. tell me, why did you really want to work here. You like the attention from all these men huh?"as he asks that, he places his own hand on my other knee. I didn't answer, I couldn't answer, I just sorta chuckled and nodded my head. I had never really felt so powerless, this man held it all. Ben started sliding his hand up my leg,. Now also we have phone calls at least once a month.Me: How is she?Ma’am: She is not that much good like you (smiling). Now she is married and has two small kids. Ten years back, she was of your age only.I was getting aroused and felt the wetness underneath. With some courage, I pressed her thigh and asked,Me: What’s the size of your breasts?Ma’am: 38D, you like those?Me: Yes!Ma’am: What’s yours?Me: 36C.Ma’am: Aparna, show me your breasts, take it out from your churidar.Me: We are in a car and. My own juices started to trickle down my thighs and my body throbbed with need. I moved my hand under my skirt, playing with my clit to try and give myself some relief. He pulled back suddenly and roughly squeezed my cheeks with his hand. I moved my hand away but it was too late. "What were you doing?" he said quietly. "You didn't let me cum earlier!" I pouted. "Or the day before! I need this!" He looked at me, pityingly and loosened his grip on my cheeks. He moved a hand down my skirt as he.