Maybe it’s because I’m just an idiot that caused me to do what I did next, but it wasn’t my finest moment. I made sure my breasts were pushed up... my hair was perfect, and my skirt was a bit higher, then walked out.I made it to the end of the hall when I saw someone in a Phantom of the Opera costume with a mask like Dwight’s. At first, I wasn’t sure if it was him or not, but he put his hands on my shoulders and seemed to apologize though he wasn’t talking.I looked into his eyes through the mask. Not the cuckolding you part; and I have never allowed any of them to talk about you when we were doing it. I love you and only you. But—the sex—I guess I do. It's exciting, I guess. I mean doing something really naughty like that." But now, knowing how you've killed my heart? You gonna quit?" I said. I just couldn't make up my mind if it would make any difference to me if she did say she'd stop, now that I knew. I sure did love her, no doubt about that. But, the staying or the going? it was. Kareeb 5 min ki chut chudaai ke baad wo Jahr gayi. Bada namkeen paani thi uska. Mai saara pee gaya. Phir mai uskey oopar chad gaya aur uskey hoton ko chusney laga. Wo bhi mera saath de rahi thi aadhi behoshi me sahi. Saath me uskey boobs bhi dabaata. Phir maine ussey palat kar apne upar le aaya aur uskey gaand ko maslane laga. Gaand ke chhed ko chhedne laga to wo mere oopar hi uchalne lagi. Uska bhari wajan se mai dab raha tha par mazza bahut aa raha tha.Maine ussey pet ke bal letaaya aur uskey. Just before he left he grinned and dropped an envelop in my lap. I opened it and slowly shook my head. I hated Valentine’s Day. I had for years. I couldn’t really explain why, but it always seemed like such a farce. I could deal with and even enjoy the Halloween and Christmas silliness, but Valentine’s Day was another thing altogether. Kyle on the other hand, loved the holiday. He and his ex-wife used to throw a huge party every year that he forced me to go to, but it stopped once they.