Stay in others’ hearts because that is the best place to live. Live happily and make others happy. This is what I have learned with my experience of...writing.All comments, feedback and chat on hangouts at .Devika was heating up. I kept all thoughts aside and concentrated on the delightful job at hand. Fucking a lovely girl as long as possible. I made my way up to the best part of a women’s body, her boobs. I began to lick and suck them aggressively.She was loving the lovely tease between the two. Who really knew anymore? Soon they would be going off to college and that made him feel old. The twins were also growing up way too fast He still kept them under a tight leash but even his wife was beginning to try to get him to lighten up with things like makeup and clothing. Thinking to himself ‘When did it become acceptable for young girls to dress like sluts? Thankfully their school required uniforms. God help me when they start dating. It is surprising the older girls have not given me any. "So what do you like best about me?” she said in a seductive tone. “Your boobs, miss. I mean your breasts, miss,” I replied. She laughed and said, “If you’re not telling me the truth I will find out later.” I looked down at her feet and dropped to my knees and said, “Miss I love your feet. I don’t know what it is, they're just beautiful.” She giggled and said in a seductive voice, “That’s better, I knew you would be my bitch someday. Take my shoes off, bitch boy.” I started to remove her. Not a cloud in the sky. It was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen. I tried to get him to stop, attempting to pick out the perfect words for what I was feeling at the moment; so interconnected with everything and everyone. Finally, I found them, tilting my chin up so that I could watch his eyes as I imparted the most profound realization I had ever experienced in all my years.“I’m not wearing panties.”My glibness astounded even me.“God,” he replied, or breathed, or something, his eyes.