I was happy go lucky, sexually rampant and into exhibitionist wanking. (As you will know if you've read my blog). She was a devoutly Christian virgin.......How could this work? Well, I kept my perversions under cover, turned on the charm, and we started going out. She seemed to like me for some reason, and I liked her because she had a fantastic body...Of course, as Jesus was watching her at all times, it was kissing only. After a few weeks she had a glass or two of wine, and I was able to. Sujatha moaned and said – iss baar aur bhi bada ho gaya hain aapka. I said that erections in the night and early morning were always the best. I then started rhythamically to fuck her and her soft bottom felt like heaven below me. It was like one big pussy that was holding me and taking me inside. I was enjoying the experience which was sensational. Every few seconds I would lie down on her and then kiss her neck, cheeks etc.I then told her that I would make her cum. Sujatha said – no, main. After a few moments, she helped Robin up, turned her around and huggedher tightly. "Sorry," she whispered in his year. "Did I hurt you?" No," Robin whispered back. Their mouths met and they spent a longmoment in a tender tongue battle."Let's get a drink," Tara suggested as she held Robin's hand and ledthem into the small living area. Tara still had the strap-on swingingfrom her hips. "Sit on the couch, I'll get us some wine."Robin sat there in a bemused condition. It was strange to be. Tallish, good looking with dark hair and stubble and smiley sort of face with dimples. He says something to you and you both starting chatting as you dance. You motion over towards me, I assume you’re telling him that I’m your hubby. And he sort of nods and I smile and give you both a little half wave. I’m enjoying watching you both dance, he is a good mover and I’ve always loved watching you dance! He says something funny and you laugh, leaning forward and putting your forehead against his.