AJ’s mouth was occupied but Olivia felt one of her arms move up and pull one of her hands around her side. Olivia’s hands came down quickly and he...d AJ as she turned back over on her back and pulled AJ on top of her. Her hands couldn’t decide where they wanted to be. They pressed AJ’s hips down as Olivia grinded up against her. But then they slid up and captured her breasts and immediately started their own game of torture. They barely teased against each nipple and then would pinch a hold of. “The one who said it didn’t hurt was seventeen. The other two were fourteen and fifteen. Does that matter?”“It can. But don’t worry about it! I promise to make you feel REALLY good!”“Like when you kissed me?” she sighed.“Yes. Only way better!”“What do I do?” she said, almost in a whisper, into her mug.“Put your mug down, and come sit in my lap,” I said.Jill set her mug on the low table and came to sit in my lap. I helped her snuggle with her head on my shoulder.“Just relax.”I gently ran my. I thought that her outer innocent appearance and her actions during sex were completely contradicting. I smiled to myself. Noticing my smile she asked me why I was smiling.I told, “Nothing, how was this experience?” To my surprise, she told, “Why are you asking like this is over? Can we go one more round after some time?” Yes, the surprise bombs kept on coming with her. To tell the truth, I was already tired because of my previous continuous travels.But how can I say no to a girl demanding my. All three of those, properly practiced and properly understood, will lead to proper self-realization, and eventually, «Moksha».”“Yes, good. Anything else?”“She had me read the Kama Sutra, and I recall there were four types of love. The four are: love acquired by habit; love from imagination; love that is mutual and proven true; and finally, love resulting from experience.”“You seem to remember quite a bit more than you thought.”“Thank you, but I’ve had some serious problems in actually.