My gurl was a gurl for quite some time before we married. Iknew about it up-front and never had a problem with it. I told herI understood if she was a...tracted to guys (I am bi). She deniedshe was and insisted she was "100% heterosexual" (I kind ofchuckled when I read your paper and found that). Any way, she'staking cock now and evidently really enjoying it. I'm not reallyangry but I am curious as to why she denied it for so longespecially since I told her it was OK. What was the point of. I had presumed that would be the limit of my social interaction for the evening."Yep, it's just me," Yana said. "My mom is asleep." Okay, no problem," I said. "I can't sleep either."Yana brushed the hair from her cheeks and smiled."Cool," she said.Although it was an odd hour for a visit, Yana's presence was very welcome. I was thirty-four and recently divorced. I'd rented a villa on the Greek Island of Corfu as a place to clear my head and relax. New female company wasn't something I had been. Usne shayd apna rumal nikala or meri chut ko or gand ko saf kiya or apna lund meri chut per thika diya, mene fir se apni ediya upper kar li usne hath se pakad kar apne lund ko meri chut per set karne laga or jor lagane laga. To mene kaha ki upper upper se kar lo andar nhi karna, to usne kaha chup kar ja sali ab meri bari me dimag khrab mat kar to piche khade pehle wale ladke ne kaha yaar wo virgin hai, uski chikh wikh nikal gai to train me lene ke dene pad jayegne, aaram se kar le or maje le le. He said on days we arranged to meet, it was all he could think about, that I was a distraction. I told him it was the same for me. That all morning at work, all I thought about was having him in my mouth and swallowing all his cum.I sucked him in his car most often but also in parks, hallways, and public bathrooms. I would often drive to meet him on my lunch from work. On those occasions, I would only have time for his personal meal and would go back to work with swollen lips and a tummy full.