She has me walking on the hills already and I have not felt like that for a while because I built walls around my heart, not allowing anyone in to pro...ect myself from the hurt I had felt so long ago. I had never imagined loneliness could hurt just as bad. It’s been three years already… but I’m scared, hurt, I’m still suffering for what I did to her, Amelia… My family and friends are always inviting me out, and showing the female diversity with the reminder that I need some company.. She always had the cutest clothes and I was sure she would be able to loan me something. “Natasha,” I said loudly as I knocked on her bedroom door. It took her a minute but soon she opened the door. Natasha was nineteen but still lived at home. She decided to stay living with mom and dad through her college years to save money. We barely ever saw her though. I was glad that she was home now. “What is it Neska,” She asked me in kind of a worried tone. I was not one to really talk to anyone. I. You do and he does the same to me. I am teasing my nipples to heighten the pleasure of watching my lover suck another man’s cock while he sucks mine.“So good baby. I am not sure who is enjoying this the most, him or me?” I tease.“You are so busy fucking him and pleasing him with your mouth and tongue you can’t see what he is doing to me. He is very good. Different technique to you though. Wish you could watch.”And you do. You stop sucking him but keep pleasing his cock with your hand.I can. One day I asked him about this, he started crying. I asked what happen, he told he has doubt about his wife character. He asked for help to get that guy. I had some friends who do such jobs. I said ok. I arrange all to get that guy but same time Sharda called me home to talk with her. I went home; she was alone kids gone to college and hubby in Gulf. Sharda asked me to seat, gave me water. She was wearing night but inside nothing as when she was walking her boobs was shaking. I was getting hot.