Then, when he thought she'd had enough time to recuperate from the first orgasm, he started stroking his finger in and out of her, raking the callused...skin across her inflamed clit. She didn't have to learn the dance her hips began to do, thrusting up and then relaxing as she felt what it was like to have something thick and long sliding in and out of her sex. She was a natural at that, too. She just cooed and moaned and yipped with little catches of breath as she let the delicious feelings. She dint answer me and just started kissing me. She was wet down there by those touches while she was driving could see her jeans near her pussies had we spots.I started pressing her boobs and took one of her boobs out and started sucking them. I cant believe I was sucking boob like we are in the bedroom she was pressing my head to suck her more we both were so involved that we forgot where we are. Then I saw some vehicle coming our way and stopped our fun and acted like we were just talking.. That evening I sat down and composed a long email in which I explained all my feelings, the betrayal, the sickness in my stomach and how I hated her and myself for letting it happen, I reminded her how I had accepted the initial blame for the start of her affair with Jerry and how I could have let that go and started afresh but although I still loved her with a passion I could not see us getting on the right road again, I ended the email by reminding her that she was strong enough to get her. After completing all my phone calls I just relaxed on the sofa and reading through the magazines. It was about 8.30 PM she had prepared some Poori’s and Sabzi for dinner. She invited me for dinner and she served me we had dinner together and as usual chito chat went on she asked me about my love life and girl friend and I admitted no and don’t have any one she did not believed and I said GOD PROMISE I don’t have any one she laughed on my innocent instinct. We spoke for some more time and she.