. the frst taste of you for the day is sooo amazing. its sweet and clear.. my tounge travels all over you from the little tight entrance of your arse ...o your pussy and to yur clit. it is soo hard and your moans get louder adn louder, your body moving and bouncing already .. i start to focus on your clit. biting it lightly, sucking it, licking it flickering over it with the top of my tounge til you suddenly explode.. it is a loud scream, wild bouncing movements and i keep my head no held in. Good one.Now I am his regular client.Once every month. Recently I couldn’t get hold of him.His phone was stitched off.Last month I got hold of it.I asked where he was?Why no contact.He said he suffered a bike accident,broke his hand and leg.Was in hospital.Got a surgery done.He is stitched up.Got lots of stitches on his hand and leg.I told him to never mind.I was going to goa for diwali vacation.Invited him too.He came.So its both of us.We stayed at dona paula.Near the jetty is a shitty. You'll go into cardiac arrest soon."The rage became vastly stronger, tearing through me. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, the blood rushing in my ears. Then somehow I knew that I had to embrace this rage, make it mine like I had the pain.I saw the front of my mother's home blowing outward in a rain of beige stucco, chicken wire, twisted stumps of wood and flying, burning insulation. Inside I saw the fire caress the flesh I had loved, all in slow motion. I saw my family burn and. I was freezing. Dammit, I thought ... it’s almost summer, and I’m freezing. I scooted a little closer against the source of warmth along my left side. With a shock I remembered the night before, and realized the source of warmth was the most beautiful girl in the world. Goddam! I thought. I slept with the most beautiful girl in the world! I was proud of myself. I had done good. I didn’t know what I’d done, apparently just sleep, but I still did good. I slowly and carefully turned my head to.