His thumb ground against her clit as His other fingers rolled over her folds. His middle finger worked and teased her little hole, making her more ex...ited. He lowered His lips over her throat and suckled and licked. He was tasting her, sensing her arousal. He could feel her breath riding higher andHe kept bring more pleasure to her. His lips formed over her nipple through her red shirt and sucked at it, then biting it before letting it go and moving to the other. The little heart began to. If you had thrust your hand into my chest by brute force and just ripped my heart out, that would have hurt less than what I felt when I learned Ben was gone. All of a sudden, I was a twenty-five-year-old widow. For weeks I felt like I couldn’t breathe. Even now at times and without warning my chest will tighten, my lungs stop working, and the enormous hole inside me overwhelms everything. So here I am, alone in a queen-sized bed made for two. I have my blankets on (and nothing else), and like. As usual, once in our bedroom and naked I kissed and caressed her body and tied her wrists and ankles to the bed. I tied the blindfold around her eyes and proceeded to tease her body, especially her ear-lobes, neck, breasts, and inner thighs. Her breathing was heavy, she struggled against the bonds holding her while I caressed her pussy and lightly flicked her clit. Sucking on her magnificent nipples, as usual I gently probed her pussy with her favorite vibrating dildo. When she was very hot. But due to my attraction of Rashmi, I would complete studying slowly so that I get more time watching her. Sometimes, she would catch me staring. But didn’t mind as in her eyes I was a sincere student. I started making stories in my mind about how can I get to have sex with her.As I was watching porn those days, I started learning things and fantasize her in my mind. My final exams were over and I passed with very good results. I showed it to Rashmi and she complimented me very well. This was.