"But, you're right, how could any man not lose control with a woman like you. You are really something special."Kathy smiled at me and suddenly rose a...d took my hand."Now it's time to take this to a more appropriate room," she teased, and with that led me to her bedroom and the large bed that awaited us. We quickly shed our remaining clothing.Lying with her nestled to my side, I said softly, "It may take a little while for me to be able to perform again."Inside my head I was praying that the. Maine thodi himmat kar ke unka gown thoda aur uper sarka diya ab unki janghe uper tak dikhne lagi main apna lund aur uper le gaya aur my goodness unhone koi panty nahi pehni hui thi my god mera to jaise saans hi ruk gaya ho kuch der tak to meri dhadkan aise chal rahi thi jaise kisi rail ka engine ho fir thodi der ruk kar maine aagey ki karyawahi shuru ki unho ki choot pe chote chote baal they jo ki jyada sex bada rahe they mere andar. Main apna lund unki choot ke nichle hisse se ragadne laga wo. I allowed myself to pinch them and roll them, then Ipulled them out and let go, enjoying the rush as they returned to shape andstood to attention like soldiers obediently awaiting their next mission. Itdidn't come, and neither did I.Placing my hands between my parted knees, I started a slow upward journeytowards my mound. When they reached my perineum they encountered a slipperypool of my seeping, warm juices that moistened them and made it even easierfor me to slide them onwards and upwards,. Dragged into the mire of past misdemeanours for her titillation, it was my own fault. I measured last night against last week, and what I shared with Elodie. Without her, there would be no comparison between new and old. Without Elodie, last night would have been a ‘good thing’. Last night lacked something, that elusive ‘thing’ I felt now. I valued that and wanted to say thank you.There was a fleeting thought, a risk: Elodie might construe this surprise as a ‘rendezvous’. I was resolute.