The only thing I could muster was a nod. She took my hands and led them to the button on her pants. The moment my hands even touched the pants they re...cted on instinct. They quickly undid her button and unzipped her pants. She lifted herself up to allow me to bring down her pants. I didn’t notice while I was undoing her pants that she had done the same to me. Once I had fully removed her pants she began tugging on my signaling that she wanted my pants off. I could only lift my hips to allow. Moryha now writhed topless on the stage, on her knees, shaking every shakable part of her anatomy. Victor was taking careful mental notes to critique and modify her moves. Moryha descended to her back, pumping her hips vertically as she shimmied her shoulders laterally. The beads and jingles she wore made a pleasant background to the light flute music emanating from the sound system. As the music wound down, Victor mounted the stage. He straddled her abdomen and captured the sides of her. Even their sex life was going great. Whenever they used to be inside their rooms, they were always busy exploring each other. They fucked like animals for hours. Whenever they used to go on a holiday, most of the time was spent inside the hotel room.It had been almost a year and everything was great between the two. She was in her final year of college and he had just changed his job to a better paying and much reputed company.The work pressure at his new company was tremendous. Being into a. She was about to run away, but I sprung on my feet, hugging her tightly from behind, placing my head on her shoulder gently. “It’s all natural,” I told her. “Call it collateral damage,” I added, jokingly, my hands on her waist and close to her flooded pussy. Outside, rain fell heavily, never letting up, the sky dark from the angry clouds. Lightning cracked the sky and Christie jumped in my arms when the thunder reached our ears. She turned in my hug so she was facing me, her arms around my neck.