In time Adair’s private nickname for Merlon was Fuck City. However as he turned twenty-nine Adair knew something was missing in his life — real ro...ance and by implication real sex and anything rising above that, for example, receiving the total concern and trust from someone other than himself and his family. He felt ready and decided to go for it. Easier said than done. Adair was a guy who chose women — or was chosen by them — for the joy of sex. Such relationships appeared doomed to a short. We have been married for the past 12 years, no great sex life, my wife being very conservative did not like giving blow jobs, or letting me down on her, just functional, but she got the attention wherever she went, this she was very conscious off either in a saree, or in a skirt, or in her shorts or in her jeans, she has the perfect cut and the right bounce, and shocked many when they found out she was married and had two big k**s of her own.My flight landed back in Mumbai by 11-15 am , I tried. "I wasn't kidding, you know. Your pussy is heavenly. I don't think I can get enough of it." She blushed again! "Sugarlips." Oh, she really blushed at that one! "Maybe I should crawl under the table..." NO!" she blurted out. "I mean, not here!" She took a breath. "Look, Braden, I don't like to be toyed with." How would you know? I don't think you've ever let a guy toy with you in your life." I like to stay in control," she claimed."Yeah, I know. Because if you stay in control, you can keep. — The next weekend Tony and Michelle visited us. Michelle was just happy on our behalf, but Tony was a little more reserved. Michelle was a hot young woman, but I decided right away, not to pursue her in any way. With the expression ‘Don’t shit where you eat’ in mind I was friendly towards Michelle and nothing more. While Carmen and Michelle were cooing over Eva, Tony and I went out and played some hoops. Tony had the ball in his hands, but just stood and stared at me for several long.