Despite the lateness of the day there was still traffic entering and leaving the services, although I was aware that I was quite tucked away from most...of them. I dropped my keys and my phone into a trashy little black handbag also borrowed from my wife, if only she knew, and started the long and humiliating walk to the black car.One foot in front of the other, heels clicking, bum wiggling, my heart pounding and my mouth dry again I did my best to strut rather than stagger. I wanted to impress. Asmita’s eyes get moist, and she starts crying. I was confused and didn’t know what to do. But by looking at her, I couldn’t hold on anymore, and tears start rolling down my eyes as well. I hugged her, and she said, “I loved you so much, Ronak.” I replied, “I still love you, Asmita.”I grabbed her head onto my chest, and she kept crying. I patted her head and wiped her tears. She was now silent. She looked into my eyes wiped off my tears as well. Asmita came close and kissed me on my lips. I. Edgar wondered if he was looking at warm, living human flesh or ranks of cold, perfect mannequins.Calm. Completely calm. Just like the girl from earlier, only now every girl was like that.They'd better not stay like that. Edgar liked his girls to flaunt a bit of raunch. Nothing put the oomph in an orgy like a filthy, uninhibited whore. This wasn't a church social he was running here.His worries were unfounded. The girls mingled amongst his guests and it wasn't long before they were naked and. I said I still didn't want to break up with her because I loved her and she said she didn't want to break up with me either but she thought she might do it again. I said it was ok, I just want her to be with me too and she said ok. We made out for a bit and I decided I was ready to fuck her so I started undressing her. I got her undressed and then undressed myself and she told me to lay down. She got on top of me and started rubbing my cock. I told her I wanted to be inside of her but she just.