She stepped into the spray, then leaned against me, her hands on my shoulders as she gently kissed my right shoulder. My arms enfolded her, holding m... fiancée protectively, encircling her with love. I closed my eyes again, my attention focused on the gentle, loving actions of her small mouth, and the feel of her breasts pressing against me. I began to lengthen and harden in response, a definite sign that she was making me human once again. And the hot water continued to douse us both. In. Your young friend was just telling me about her first attempt at making baklava. You really should hear this, it's quite funny." Laughed Elena as she stood to pull Nikolai down for a quick kiss on the cheek.Nikolai smiled and helped his mother sit back down and took a seat between the two smiling ladies. His stormy gray eyes zeroing in on Ivy. "How did you find my mother's address?" Questioned Nikolai as he glared at Ivy."Why daddy gave it to me. You see his wife is having a little soirée thing. “Sneha, it’s my fault. I am not…,” he trailed off, unable to speak the words into existence. “At least, we can try something else. Not this? Not with him!” she pointed at the man seated to the left.“You want some stranger, then?” her husband burst out.“If you want to keep this whole affair a secret, Sneha, then you have no other choice,” patronized the man on the left.“At least, my children will look like me, Sneha,” her husband said, his voice weak and quivering.“But, with your brother?”“Yes,. I wouldnever have done this to another man, but this was not aman, this was just a **** and nothing more, for Sara andI to share in our privacy.As I followed the path of her tongue, she led me fromthe ****'s base all the way to its head. Her tonguepulled away slightly, leaving me to stop with the tip ofthe head perched in between my open lips. I paused andlooked into her eyes. Sara smiled and asked me if Iwanted to finish what she had started. I didn't need toanswer, as she knew as much as I.