I was paralyzed when I felt her hand on mine. She grabbed my hand tight and said, “Thank you, Thank you so much, Pratikji.” She was still crying, ...ooking at me. She might be waiting for me to wipe her tears like I always used to. My right hand was held tightly by her.So I slowly moved my left hand to her face and touched it to wipe her tears. Don’t know what, but this time the feeling was different. My hand was shaking a little. My legs were getting heavy. I could feel my breath. I could hear. 00 am in the morning when I wandered back to our room, carrying my suit in my hands, naked I pushed the key in the door with a shaking hand and opened it, I glanced into the bedroom, Julia was curled around Gerald in a deep sleep, I went into the shower and after a long time on the bidet where I washed the spunk out of me, there is only so much spunk that a vagina can hold and a lot of it had dribbled out of me onto the bed, some had dripped out as I made my way back to the room, then I stood. Not the guys in the furtive backseat sessions back in high school; not her first lover in college, not Evelyn during their brief fling in her junior year; nor her husband, who although a decent enough lover, had no time to spend kissing her on the mouth.Tears of pleasure flowed down her cheeks to mix with their commingled saliva. Ann thought fleetingly that: 'Rosa's lips feel so soft on mine; and her hand feel wonderful on my pussy.'Ann was willing to do anything Rosa wanted; even told her as. It is your business. In one sense, it's not all that important, because I'm your wife now, so I'm completely devoted to you. Just like I wouldn't ever have sex with another man, I won't ever have sex with another woman without your permission. That's why I had Rachael seduce you. In order to get your permission." What? You're joking, right?"Allison laughed. "Believe it or not, I'm serious. I'll be completely honest with you, Greg. It's pretty obvious that you're the type of man who likes to see.