" Well, if it's any consolation for you, I don't think you need to worry about Leticia," said Collette."Really?" said Sammy, audibly perking up.Collet...e chuckled. "Down, girl! Yeah. From what he's said, they agreed to be friends. Of course they could be friends with benefits. Dave said..." Her voice died away."What?" asked Sammy."Well, don't be upset. He said they were just friends. But he did imply that she was, uh, really good," said Collette cautiously."Good at... ?" Right." Shit." No, not. He used to be a playboy of our college. He was rich and used to come in very expensive cars.He used to tell me about his affairs with college girls and even how he had a crush on one of our professors. He once told me that he has a fantasy for mature married women. He used to tell me that women in their late 30s and early 40s are the horniest women. I always got excited by his stories, but I was always curious whether it is true. One day I was drinking with Kunal in his flat when. I had decided that if he immediately apologized for his outburst I would completely forgive him and in fact I was prepared to give him a wonderful relaxing orgasm where he would drift off into the sheer pleasure of a strong ejaculation. He didn’t say a word to me until he was on the table and I had the lube working in my hands. ?Listen?, he said, ?I was upset when I spoke to you earlier this week. My cock was still painful and I held you responsible. I shouldn’t even be here but I decided to. How would he feel in person? Who is this man? Those thoughts are in the back of my mind, but right now, he was making my pussy tingle and I wanted so badly to see if he was going to get me off. I’m moaning, groaning in his ear, and he is taking that to mean that I wanted more, and he is right. ‘Baby, is your pussy wet? I like when your pussy gets wet for me.’ ‘I’m down there between your thighs, licking the outside of your lips. My tongue is licking you up and down, all around, slowly. I love.