As we took our place on the back seat of my car, we wasted no time in having a prolonged smooch. Guddu was wearing a black frock while I too was dress...d up in a black t-shirt and black jeans. As I deep smooched her tasting her sweet saliva and sweetest tongue my left hand was holding her long hair while my right one was busy caressing her boobs over her frock. I was able to feel her nipple hardening. Guddu’s one hand was helping my hand press harder on her boobs while her other hand was. I was once in a sports bar/restaurant in Alabama that was sort of like a Hooter's with the loveliest servers I have ever seen. Posted up on the wall was a frame with some themed merchandise for sale. Most of them were the usual things, tee-shirts, mugs, posters pf some of the servers in some very sexy poses, but the one I still remember was a pair of panties. They had two prices $20.00 new and $50.00 used. I always wondered if they were serious, but never had the nerve to ask.It's funny how. She pulled away from me, and I thought I’d gone too far, and she had changed her mind. Instead, she reached behind her and unhooked her bra, setting it on her blouse. She sad nothing, and returned to kissing me. Her breasts were young and pert, with beautiful pale pink nipples. I slid my hand back onto her now bare breast, and rubbed her nipple between my finger and thumb, not too hard, just enough to intensify the passion of her kiss. Her hand was on the outside of my thigh, rubbing it, and. Anger, hurt and jealousy are three that immediately come to mind. I don't have that reaction anymore. I am now confident that Jeanne loves me. She's made it clear that she will always enjoy sweet gentle sex with me. Nasty slutty sex with a dominate lover is just a thrill like a carnival ride that she occasionally enjoys. I smiled as I understood that the excitement I get from being a cuckold is the perfect compliment to the pleasure Jeanne gets from being an ass slut for dominant men. I also.