If our cyber sex life was any indication of how our actual, physical love life was going to go, we both risked dying of a massive heart attack, and we...knew it and welcomed it with open arms.My friends and I walked into the airport and waited for my love to arrive. The butterflies got stronger, and I may have even gotten a little wet at the thought of ravaging her body as soon as I possibly could. Anybody could take one look at my face and know that I was twitterpated as all hell. My friend. .. that threatened to burn me alive ... us alive ... if we didn’t do something about it.I’m not sure if she took me or I took her, but we rolled together on the bed, our arms and legs tangled around each other, two mouths looking for a way to become one; moaning and gasping each time there was a space between them.Mom grabbed the front of my shirt with both hands and pulled hard. It ripped down the open “V-Neck” and straight down along the front until my bare chest was exposed. She rolled me. Slipping into one of the changing rooms, she pulled the curtain across to conceal herself from view. Inside, the room was bordered on three sides by full length mirrors. A small bench was pushed against the wall. Looking back at her, her reflection mimicked her every move, her face flushed red, her breasts rising and falling with every breath. As she listened intently for any nearby sounds, Ava’s hands moved nervously at first but gaining confidence as she began to cup and massage her breasts.. We’d been living together for about a year in the city over on the west side, and it just wasn’t working out anymore. The split was mostly amicable. I moved into the guest bedroom while I looked for a place, and then it was over. Haven’t talked to her since I moved out here. “And no dating?” Amy asked.“Eh, a little here and there, but I wasn't really up for it after the break up. And I had plenty of work to keep me busy.” Her hand snaked down beneath the blankets and she cupped his balls..