You then suck my fingertips…Pure temptation I can’t resist…Upon this tender morning mist…I caress your neck so slightly…While you hold me re...lly tightly…With my back against the grass…As I then squeeze your tight ass…My hands move to your thighs…Then I gaze upon your eyes…We then follow with our kiss…Igniting slowly with pure bliss …I am filled with much desire…Your luscious neck I then aspire…Starting to nibble on your neck…Turns you quickly to a wreck…Your sweet nothings so exotic…Gasping. ..I smoked.A minute later, I confidently walked down the hall towards the dungeon, the cigarette holder between my fingers while I blew the smoke out, feeling rather satisfied. I hadn't smoked since I'd gone through a short phase in college. Then I frowned, remembering that it was Edward who'd smoked for about a month in college...and I wasn't that horrible man. Not anymore.I stepped back into the dungeon and just stood there for a moment, silently staring at Edward who was still hanging. Those were the golden days. But after that me Simran Sonya stayed here and sandy went to Australia for further studies. After few month we lost contact with Simran also as she went to Bangalore for her MBA. So it was normal life. We use to have Skype call and message so one day sandy told that he is coming in January to India. So me and Soniya planned to have a get-together at our place as we can live again the same life and enjoy for few days. So she messaged Simran and asked her if she is. Tim, the paramedic, said he would ride in the back with me since there was no room for all three of us up front. We were talking, and he asked if he could kiss me, and for some reason I just said ok." My wife replied. "So, how did you go from a kiss to getting your pussy full of his cum?" I asked. It was clear my wife was not enjoying talking about this, her face was flush, and her body gesture confirmed she really would have preferred to avoid the story and to get into the shower. The wet mark.