I move my one hand up and gently squeeze your swollen nipple. You cry out as another orgasm seizes your body. I continue to lap up your love juices as...a man would thirst for water in the desert after days afield. You keep whispering my name, your voice softer and softer as I bring you once again to that glorious G-spot orgasm. You scream again and again as orgasms pierce your very soul and you lay back on the sand utterly spent, sweating as if in labor, but not the labor of childbirth. No, this. She told me about the first time she betrayed her boyfriend. She was at her boyfriends place along with other of her boyfriends friend they were three of them she added she told me that they skipped their tuitions to play at her boyfriends place as her boyfriend was rich and had a big house with swimming pool and around 6 rooms apart from the living room and kitchen every room was big enough to accommodate many peoples she added that that wasn't wat she wanted to talk about and continued to. So, I took myself off social media to try to get over this infatuation, crush, whatever you want to call it. But it doesn’t work.I sit there thinking about you, about what we could be doing or talking about if we were together. I lay at night thinking about how it would be to hold you, to wake up next to you. I know we have done it before but, that was a very long time ago and we have both changed.I’ve tried to tell you how I feel about you, but you’ve never believed me, you still don’t. I. I've been spending a lot of time at his house recently. We get along really well. My grandfather is a very nice man. We both like to play board games and play cards when I'm over there. We usually will get pizza and then just play lots of games into the evening. I'll always stay the evening so he has company. My mother is working so sometimes I don't feel like being alone.On my last trip something kind of different happened. We ordered the pizza and we were playing gin rummy because that it the.