Knowing my wife's signs I knew she wanted her tit to be fondled . . . to have it squeezed and molded. And I held my breath, waiting . . . anxiously waiting . . . mentally trying to tell Jake to cover her milky orb with his hand. To lay his palm atop that luscious mound and squeeze.
Then he did.
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