She didn’t resist; it was an old dance between us and she melted under my tongue’s contact. Grimm attached her warm mouth to my favorite toy, free...ing me up, so I released Celine. I let my black lover take me to a world of pleasure, before I returned the favor. In the candlelight, wild abandon filled the night. My women drained me for a few hours before allowing us to make it to bed. There we cuddled in the temple of each other’s love, before falling into a deep sleep.Mission LogI devoted. Mere dimag khushi se pagal ho rha tha, qki mai uska ishara samazh gya. Mai sidhe uske piche andar chale gya and door band kar dia. Mera door band karna usne notice kia and fir muzhe ek smile di. Usne muzhe terrace par jane ki stairs dikhayi and maine turant jakar apna pant la lia. Jab mai niche aya to aunty sofe par baithi hui thi and coffee pi rhi thi. Uske coffee se bhare lips dekh kar mera lund khada hone laga. Wo saree me bahot sexy dikh rhi thi and uski navel puri clear dikh rhi thi. Soccer.No matter what it was called, it meant the same thing to me: no sex.We'd been married for a year, together for three, so I'd never experienced the World Cup during our time as a couple. I'd heard about it and knew it was a big soccer match; or football match if you lived outside the US.It was May thirtieth when he casually remarked, much as if he was discussing the weather and not his number one, recently rekindled obsession, "Oh, I forgot to tell you, the World Cup starts tomorrow."I. "Let's get some fresh air," I said."Yeah, why not," he replied. We move off the dance floor and on to the landing. He offers me a cigarette and we both light up. While we puff, I move back into his arms and hold him, my hips gently swaying to the distant music. I stood on tiptoe and kissed him, he kisses me back, but without any passion. I persist and he pushed me away."Please Sue," he said, we can't do this, it's not right." Fuck the man, here I am, offering myself on a plate and he has to be.