"I'm the grudge-holding bitch, not you." Her joke fell flat. "We should all get together and talk. Dad was right, it may never be the same, but we can...t just keep hurting each other like this. I miss her. I miss us." It's too late to go back," he insisted."I know, but it's never too late to go forward." Let me think about it," he sighed. "I need another beer." Be careful and call if you want me to come get you." I'll probably just crash here. Don't worry."After she rung off, she went into the. After a month’s search, I was matched with an Indian housewife woman of age 27 named Monica (name changed for personal reasons). My age was 24. I thought I could be friends with her and I started texting her. The first question she asked me was, “How good are you at oral sex?”I was taken a bit back and I said, “I am very good at it.”Her next question was, “How big is your cock?” I said, “7 inches.”She said, “Nice” and went away.The next day, I texted her asking why did she ask me such. "I'm engaged to be married." He dropped a bombshell. "Whenever we make love,all I can see or think about is you. You haunt my dreams and show up in mythoughts. The harder I try not to, the more I think about you. Damn, what amI going to do?"I wasn't sure he wanted a reply. "Was this the first time?" I asked."I wish." He replied. "I experimented a lot in college. Got pretty screwedup with sex and d**gs. I thought when I got clean and sober, that the sexwould...you know...be straight." Believe it. I think he was getting close again, he was breathing faster and gasping and his jerking got more urgent, he squoze my clitoris between finger and thumb and rubbed and pulled. Despite what Id thought a few seconds earlier the sensations around my clitoris and his huge studded dick were bringing me close to orgasm again. Jarrod grunted and thrust hard and deep, the guy behind pushed me to him and spread his fingers inside my ass at the same time. He pushed his tongue into my ear and Jerrod squoze.