Aman was following the quicker route n started pressing her boobs. But for me it was different. I wanted to indulge in lot of foreplay before doing th... actual thing.I kissed her beautiful eyes n then her forehead. Her eyes were closed all the way. I then kissed her lips lightly. She gave out a low moan. I kissed again this time more deeply. Our tongues met n both of us was in heaven. Aman wanted to enjoy the view so he left her to me n sat at some distance watching the game. I don’t know for. Did it turn you on? I was picturing your head there, your mouth and tongue fucking me until I came all over your handsome face, and glisten your chin with my squirts of pussy juice. Did you see that I licked my fingers? I taste good, you should come and have a sample some time, really get your tongue up there and dine. If you don’t, I’ll be upset and I might have to take your head, pull your hair and force you down there. I might have to insist, Professor. I might have to push you on to your. I could taste the sweetness of her kiss when our lips met. The memories of her so fresh, so painful. I remember the public her, the little black dress that had the men drooling, queuing up in a long line for a simple dance with my gorgeous wife, the smile that lit the room and infected everyone with a joy of life and a lust for living. I remembered the envy others directed toward me, for simply being with her and I felt the pride, pride for having had her choose me for her partner. The pain. ." Take you in the ass? I wouldn't take you to a fucking McDonald's. And I'm certain my cock wouldn't be the first to be inside your ass! You've undoubtedly already given that to him as well!" He finally snarled straightening up, his voice growing loud and his heart refueled with rage."Oh God. Please Ron. I'd do anything to take it back if I could, you have to believe that." she told him with tears in her eyes."How in the hell do you take back not only letting some other man fuck you but to let.