While I was continuing to dip and bring back to my clit, I started to fantasize about my lover.I recently started an affair with my ex from almost two...decades ago. He was truly unforgetable and his sex drive matches mine. He recently told me that I am a female version of him. He is my drug and I am addicted to him. I thought of my lover in a motel room waiting for me. I knocked on the door waiting in anticipation for him to open it. He opened the door and asked me to come in. He was wearing no. This happened one month ago and views of her bare cleavage visible on many occasions – while washing clothes, while giving me lessons to me lying on bed, while watching TV, and on a number of other occasions; softness of her thigh my face/head felt when I slept on sofa with my head resting on her lap while watching tv at night in our drawing room.I accidently touching her breast on two occasions – once when there was no electricity in home and in darkness I collided with her accidently touching. I pushed my hands inside his robe and ran my fingers through his chest hair. He wrapped his other arm around me pinning my arms to my side. We open mouth French kissed. Our tongues dancing with each other. He held me tight and kissed my mouth roughly. He broke the kiss and pulled my head back. “Tell us what a dirty little whore you are.” “Umm, I’m a dirty little whore,” I said. He yanked my hair again. Then spit on my face. “Tell everyone you’re a whore and you want us to fuck you,” he said.. There is to be no recording or video of her meeting. Understood?" Yes. Sam. I'll take care of everything. See you later."I finished just in time to see Ginger come out of her room. I gave her a hug and told her I'd be ready in a minute. I rushed into my room and got cleaned up and dressed for the day. That included my Glock. I told Jennie I was leaving and took Ginger by the hand to lead her out to my car. The trip to Mother's was not too long. I told Ginger that everything was going to be.