Kim moaned again as I felt her pussy let go on my face. Kims juices squirted directly into my mouth. They had caught me my surprise and I started to t...y to swallow as much as I could. However there was just too much of it and I started to choke on her tasty juices. Kim spun off my face as she asked if I was OK. I told her I was, as I sat up trying to catch my breath. Kim sat beside me and she wrapped her arm around me. Sorry about that Janet it just felt to good for me to stop, Kim said as she. I was playing it safe was just sticking to simple conversations and lightly complimented her looks and all that. She suddenly took the topic of my marriage.Asking me how it was and how is my wife and how does it feel to meet her secretly and isn’t it kind of a bad thing to be in touch with other girls while I am married and all that. I felt like slapped. I thought all my dreams shattered. This girl is making me feel guilty and feel like a bad person. Anyways I didn’t lie, I was honest in. Opportunities which would otherwise never come again in my life. Mustering enough courage, I lowered my hand to her body again, pulling ever so slowly on the sari. No response. Grabbing her waist I hauled her sideways, freeing the hem of her sari. This was now pulled down, revealing a thin waist and C-cup tits. The very same tits which I'd noticed on more than one occasion in class, which had hovered over me the very afternoon. Now within my reach. Unable to hold myself, I checked to see if. ‘Regret’ fell short, too. I acted so selfishly, aware of the damning consequences but too desperate to obtain my own pleasure.I’d become freakishly needy for Patrick’s touch. He had married my sister, shared her bed for years, had sex with her, cared for her, spent holidays with her, fermented his image and career with her by his side... Was I sorry?Now I was able to see a side of Patrick I never knew existed. For the first time in my life, someone made love to me. Someone was enamored with me..