Strange but true.......
During my good times ladies around would have have crush almost daily. Call me B. I was in very prestigious & envious position & in full control of visiting ladies of all types. Tell them A, S, S, S, S,A & many I have forgotten even names. In my office I would offer them seat very near my chair & during the talk under one or the other excuse I would take chances to touch her b******. She used to blush & smile in confused status. This signal was enough for me. And then daringly I was putting my hand in her top,bra & advance further by caressing, pressing her b****. Sometimes I was ordering them to streap & to my surprise they were obliging me so that I could kiss & suck their b******. Many would hold my huge meaty pump in their hands & play as much as they wished. Sometimes I used to discharge in her hands, sometimes in my own vest & pant. BUT very fondly they were asking my next appointment as soon as possible & inquiring about my residential address & whether my wife was thin & dry & so on.
Oh Jesus, those golden days are gone & now I am out of that
powerful office. Sometime I feel sad because ladies are no more interested in me. Sometimes I repent about what happened. Was it some sort of mental condition Lactophilia Erotica Fantasy ? Can some lady help me out plz ?