Kavi started crying after all this drama. I never thought this will go this way. I touched her shoulders, wiped her tears and asked, “So you too kno... that this is just for fun. I mean there is no commitment between each other like marriage.”She said, “Who said this is for fun? And there is a commitment between us? We are indeed lovers but we are not gonna end up marrying each other, that’s for sure. Why can’t you just go with the flow? Why you always complicate things?” (it seems I am the one. Emma also admitted that listening to her stories usually left her very wet and more than once she had felt the need to go to the lavatory and masturbate after one of Samantha's tales. She was also certain that Samantha knew exactly what she was doing as she would always give her a knowing smile when she returned. I used to find it a little odd that she would tell these stories to a girl half her age who she happened to supervise at work but Emma thought she was great.The only thing that Emma. It had only been a matter of weeks since that wonderful, lusty, yet confusing night, and I was still trying to wrap my head around it. I had tried to convince myself that it was just that Nick was a really great guy. He hadn't shown me any signs that he was interested in me that way or with other men in general, but that didn't stop me from beginning to frequently masturbate to the thought of me sucking his cock until he spilled his load into my mouth and me swallowing it all.That, of course,. They seem a bit long."It was funny that I hadn't noticed that before."Whatever," he said and then added in a low voice, "Vete a fre?resp?rragos." I take it you're pissed at me or you wouldn't keep rubbing that Spanishin my face. What's the problem?" These earrings in my pocket that I did not pay for. You have not told mewhy I took them." Did he have a slight accent? It had to be myimagination."Oh that," I said, as though I hadn't noticed anything odd. "I was justteaching that hippie-dippy bitch.