I was really upset. And I think it was in realizing how upset and betrayed I felt that I realized how much I loved him. Before we even talked I had de...ided I’d take him back. He was a guy. Guys are dogs. I couldn’t punish him too much for what he was, or really I couldn’t punish myself for what he was. Not that there wouldn’t have to be some major sucking up, favors, and ass-kissing on his part, of course.So he came over to my house to talk.I said I didn’t want to know who it was—I figured that. James removed his jeans and threw them to the side. James's body was not hairy at all but he had muscle definition from his legs to his shoulders. James slipped his thumbs into the boxer shorts and prepared to pull them down. The men nodded as if to encourage him. James slowly slid the boxers down his thighs. At first revealing V lines and then revealing a small trimmed patch of dark coloured pubic hair. James continued to slide the boxers down over his dick. As his dick was exposed it stuck. She moaned and wrapped her arms and legs around me and raised up off the bed to try and pull me back in her. I wouldn't let her and told her I wanted to talk to her about something. She said,"Can't that wait until after you fuck me?" No it can't. I'm going to bring Helen over here around 1:00 pm tomorrow and we will have some fun."I slid my cock partway in her and said,"Is that OK?"She said,"Yes, yes, whatever you say."I gave her a couple more strokes and then stopped and said,"I want you to. I kissed her vigorously. Slowly, I lifted her kurta and slipped my hand inside it. She seemed nervous and gasped “Virat..” it seemed to be her first time too. I didn’t stop.I shut her up by smooching her even more. I slid my hand in and started rubbing, what I thought was her nipple. Soft and nice :*. “Got it!” I whispered, to which she smilingly denied. I realized it was her slip I was touching.I retracted my hand, and intelligently located the slip, and slipped my hand under it… There it was!.