You arch your head up to meet my kiss. You are now moving your vagina up and down as if you are being fucked by an invisible man or a woman with her t...ngue. I sense you are wet already so I must leave your mouth and go to your wetness. I find you exactly what I thought, your pre-cum juices are waiting for my lips and tongue. You reach down and with two fingers you open yourself up and pull back your vagina lips to reveal your hard clit, swollen with blood and ready for relief, You are. "I'd be delighted to trip the light fantastic with you," I replied."Me too," said Jenny. "You did promise." I did, and Abi too," I replied."I expect you'll be inundated with dance partners, Alan," chuckled Pamela. "Lot of widows around here." So many women, so little time," I mock sighed, getting a slap on the arm from both Jenny and Pamela."You awful man, aren't we enough for you?" giggled Jenny quietly."Indeed you are," I replied very sincerely."Good," they both said in tandem.(2013)"My God,. I love your family, Prof." We. Love you. Mark."It took me a couple of seconds to see it, which scared me because it shouldn't have taken that long. I fetched it to me as fast as I could, letting my body provide the deceleration because I was having trouble managing the flying process. I floated it up to my left hand and put it on.I held up my left hand with the fingers spread, saying, "On third finger, Prof. No second. No third. {Giggle}." Prof had passed out, so he missed my lunacy.Sleeping. Don’t falsify yourself believing the joke I just said before.Pragya tried to keep my gaze away, and her face which was ready to cry started smiling at me. I tiny speck of tears was visible. After a lot of consolations and sugary words, we were back at parity.Pragya: Deepak, promise me we will get married and have a fantastic life.Me: I promise you my honey, we will live THOUSAND years together (I didn’t promise that we will get married. But my girl is not bright to realize that. Ultra-sexy.