” she explained. “For those people, the massage is free, and on top of that, they never even give us a tip. It’s a big deal if you get a 10 rupe...s tip from them” she continued.“So how much does Radhika Aunty charge for giving such a message here, Didi?” I asked; my curiosity aroused fully now.“Jignesh Bhai, the rate of body massage here is 500 rupees for an hour, but...” she paused, as if unsure of continuing. Her hands were now sub-consciously and rhythmically massaging my lower back. “But .... He deserves some hardship, besides the littlebugger looked like he knew what he was doing. Keeping the pansies intheir fancy-ass outfits steady." Yeah I guess." Turkey agreed."And what the fuck are you complainin' about. You was the one who shotthat drummer boy in Donnigal." Nah, the little fart was already dead when I took his drum. Man I missthat drum, why the fuck did that dickhead Eston go and break it?" Hold a second, rich fucker on a horse. To our left." Kneeling oncemore, he took a shot. She would bitch at me if I even sort of looked at another woman, said she would leave if ever cheated on her, but she's telling personal stuff to random guys online? It turns out while she can't easily meet people normally she's pretty free online. At that point I said fuck it, I'm done with her. To prove it to myself I met an old GF who was a bit slutty for drinks, talked about my current relationship breaking up (but not the xhamster stuff) and got a blowjob from her, as she still had it. I ran over,wishing I could turn back time and not open the drawer. I turned her around and pulled her close,and kissed her.We sat on the bed and I dried her eyes,and pushed her hair away from her eyes.I told her it was perfectly normal to masturbate,and told her I did at least twice a week.Really ? she asked,but you’re married ! I told her married women get horny too,and she laughed.We lay back and kissed again.I’m horny now I said,and we both giggled and kissed again.But this time I felt Jo’s.