I could notice goosebumps on her skin. Within no time, I started to kiss her neck joint and shoulders. My left hand was already on her navel. She was ...ompletely under my control.I cupped her boobs over her saree and started to squeeze them gently. I pulled her pallu off her shoulders. My hands were running all over her body, caressing her. I could feel her erect nipples over her blouse. Guess she was not wearing a bra. Her shoulders and strips of the blouse were wet with my saliva.I was gazing. He said. " It's okay, Markie, I wanted her to know and would have told her sooner or later. You see, Keith, you adorable little creme puff. I wanted to get even for you leaving me and Roger for urging you to do so. I gave custody of the girls to my mother and you will finally get to spend time with them... When you go back to school. Going to Jamaica with my boss is a way for me to climb another rung on the latter, so the raise I'll get will be your way of paying me the back child support you. I kissed Adam, and let him suck on my boobs. Adam bit on my erect nipples while I slowly lifted myself a little and then guiding his cock back into my pussy. I smiled feeling Adam’s cock going deep inside my pussy. “You love my cock, don’t you?” Adam said. “Yes,” I replied. After that, I didn’t let him talk. I kissed him and rode his cock as good as I could. Adam’s hand moved to my ass and he helped me to ride his cock. I finally came all over his cock, and I slowed down. “I came,” I. Even as I shook my head to deny the truth, he pressed his lips to my temple, feeling the beat of my heart. Damning me for a liar. And I let go. All the fears, all the realities, all the pain, the hurt, life. Wrapping myself around him, allowing myself to be with him. Simply, purely, completely with him. Finally. And in letting go, I found it. Everything I had feared and longed for. Sought and hid from. Right here in this man, this poet, the touch and breath that I had come to depend on. Twining.