He had screwed me royally since arriving home, I could not complain of that, and now still all innocently off he was going yet again, and of course wi...h him away for another two and a half-weeks, it would I hoped be time enough for any marks to have gone. Our only contact would be the telephone every evening, 7pm local time regular as a clock before the k**s bedtime, consistent as always, my lovely Melvin, solid and reliable and a loving wonderful dad and hubby who I love so very much, I hate. Mein pel diya ab kahthi slow… aap jaisa chilla rahi hai jaise pahli baar karwa rahi ho” aur phir ekdhakka aur diya…“Alllahhhhhhh… mein mar gayee… are bhai.. tera kya kam hai itna aur mota lund uuffff.. merit ho thu aise hi dhakka dega tho baji ki chot ke liye thu tarsega..” mein use uksayi aur meri gaand ko peeche dhakeli.“Kyon baaji… hashim bhai ka itna nahi hai?” (Hashim is my bF).“Chup…. Us sale ka naam mat le… uska tera itna mota nahin hai na hi itna lamba… uff kya lund payaa hai mera. And fuck you hard. NOW!I'm getting closer to you with my dick and I am ready to do the work you told me, but suddenly you put your feet against my chest and push me back and say "No, with your tongue first".I follow orders and go down on you with my tongue touching your sweet wet pussy- already soaking wet from everything that has happened.I approach you with my face heading to your pussy and slide my tongue up and down, and I see that you like it. No, you LOVE it!My tongue is inside your pussy. ” I looked at him for a moment. “Oscar, I gotta ask: Why Charlie, of all people?” He laughed out loud. “I know, right? But in many ways, he’s the ideal guy for it; he has an insatiable sex drive; he’s hung, and he can fuck her until she passes out; he loves it, the whole game, making me jealous and making her come in front of me; and, most important, he won’t get attached. Charlie knows it’s just fun and games, and he has no deep emotional ties to her, no designs on Irene. Most importantly,.