My tongue sweeps my lips in an attempt to wet them. My voice thick with emotion whispers against the wall before me, “Please Sir, paint my body in p...in…wrap me in pleasure…make me yours again.” a single tear falls from my eye to splash across the cold floor. It is not a tear of fear, or sadness, or even hatred, but a tear of love, of understanding, of knowing I have come to that perfect place, knowing I am wanted, needed, desired, loved, adored…Yours. I see your smile from out of the corner of. She soon learned that he was giving her cues as to how fast and how deep he wanted her to go. Nothing was forced or aggressive. He was not urgent in his need, just very directive. For her part she was trying to meet his every demand and give him pleasure with every movement.Her jaw had just begun to ache when he pushed her completely off of his cock and pulled her to her feet by her chain. She was not sure when but sometime during her oral ministrations he had picked up the ribbon again. As she. She gave me like a loving, grateful look I'll never forget. She tickled him with her tongue a few more times than asked me to get a condom, because we still had some from when she got her iud put in, so I opened one up for her and held it just above his tip but let her roll it down since I didn't want to touch him. She squeezed my hand, felt half like a thank-you, half like a goodbye (to our monogamous past) and then she straddled him, letting out a short, guttural sigh as she came down on his. My bad intentions awake from her booby touches, she change her hand from shoulder to my tummy. I was enjoying the riding of bike in 25 minutes we were in hospital. We search her aunty in emergency block, her uncle was there. He was also worried, he called her but her mobile was in her hand bag, so she can’t attend call. She goes with her uncle to aunt’s bed I was standing there for 30 minutes but she or her uncle no one came to me. Then I decided to go home, I was angry and dishearten about her.