It sounds better if you call them breasts.It sounds more sexy and loving calling those breasts.Tits or boobs makes a woman feel cheap and unloved.And ...you don’t want your woman when you get one to feel like you don’t appreciate what she’s offering you. Do you understand me Theodore?”She now looked directly into her son’s eyes and smiled at him lovingly.She now said to him.“Give me your hands.”She then took both is hands and placed them on her own big breasts.She now said to him.“Do you feel how. Stand and remove your clothes," I say as I rub your smoldering slit. Your heart is pounding in your chest and you're certain I can hear it as I smile that knowing smile. You stand and begin to strip slowly so that you will present as pleasing to Me. I take a seat in My chair and watch your little show saying nothing, but My smile praises your manner of presentation. "Good," I say, "Now can you tell me why I'm going to forgo my pleasure with you today my dear?" I pick up the crop and stepping up. She did not come down, though I'm sure she knew he was there, he made that much noise."He did go, but my female colleague arrived at five and he was already there waiting for Ann to come out. When she did he ambushed her. My colleague said it was a classic dumping argument. She had dumped him and he was heart-broken. He was begging her, by turns angry and aggrieved. She told him it was over and he wouldn't accept it. She heard the words as well as the tone of voice this time."It seemed that she. I was taken aback and cud not understands why she was doing it. I asked her what the matter is, she got up immediately and said nothing and started to leave. I asked her to stop; infact I blocked her way and asked her to tell me why was she crying like this. She said it was a domestic matter and I cud not understand. It was a bit awkward as we were standing on the stairs of the building and if anyone would have come from the building thy would have thought that we r up to something. I decided.