I’d string a tree with lights, decorate it and on Christmas Eve before opening our presents to each other, we’d fuck. For three years, I’d bake ...im a birthday cake. After he blew out all the candles, we’d fuck.For me, at least, the time passed really fast. We were like two little boys, but in grown men’s bodies. We liked having c***dish fun with each other, and then fucking.Finally, he told me I had to make a decision. He didn’t want me going home to my other-half anymore after we fucked.. I’ll come back and check on you though.” She smiled and ran her fingers through his thick, black hair. “Get some sleep or something, okay?”He fought to tell her something as she turned but could only grunt. He watched as she disappeared behind the large door. Once Elizabeth was back in her room she locked the door then sat on the bed to think. She had so many questions; who was that in the dungeon and why was he down there? Why did he appear to be dead at first and where the hell had Ygor come. As time went by my lust for her increased. I would daily shag 3-4 times thinking about her. I even improved in my subject also. She was quite impressed with my progress. So as our board exams approached we were given study holidays.One fine day as usual I was studying for the board exams. Afternoon I received a call. I picked it up. It was my biology teacher ‘N’. The conversation is as follows:N: Nihal it’s me ‘N’. Your teacher speaking.Me: Yes ma’am. Please tell me.N: “listen Nihal I have been. As I walked in I could tell the place was clean and well maintained. Sharon could sense I was nervous and offered me a beer and then directed me to the living room and a seat on the sofa where she sat next to me. Mary sat in a chair across from the sofa.It didn’t take long before Sharon was kissing me, sliding her tongue into my mouth. I returned the favor as our tongues played with each other. She took my hand and placed it on her tit and I squeezed it gently. It felt firm in my hand. The next.