Don't get me wrong. I liked, and still do like sex with men. However, I have come to realize that sex with another woman can fulfill me in ways that...sex with a man cannot. Women are far more gentle, and yet more passionate than men. Men generally have a****l passion all the time. But a****l passion can wear on you, and be over far too soon. When a woman becomes passionate, it is more special, more personal than with a man. With men, it often seems that they might as well be having sex. She pulled my right hand and put it on left boob it was so soft that I really cant express in words by now we both were very horny.. I took her in my arms and move to bed and remove all her clothes one by one I put both hands on her Brest and squeezed them and sucked them like a mango they were amazing I really love that in the meanwhile she undo my shirt and my jeans..I was In undies only ,she moved down to my dick whichWas still in undies she kissed on my dick and removed my undies I was. Something different. Something special. Something unique.Over the course of three long weeks they had skirted the issue, then hit it head on. They played bob and weave, ducked and collided. The issue at hand was seldom far from the front."What do you want me to do?" she asked. "Forgive you?" Yes. But I see that isn't going to come easy," he replied."Years," she said. "It will take years to rebuild what you have destroyed." Then what?" he pleaded. "What will put us back together?" I don't know,". After some time she also come in my room. So we sit with each other she put her head on mine shoulder, her hands in mine hands. She planted 2 kisses on my cheeks and when I turn my face to see her expression we both kissed each other for more than 7 min. This was my first time I m tasting the lips of the women and after sometime she left mine room. Next day in the evening as every bobby went for sight seeing and we decided to stay back in the hotel as soon as the other people leave she came to.