I crawl back and assume my posture. Frieda reaches down and strokes my penis and it's heaven. "There," she says, withdrawing her hand. "Thank you, ma'...m," I say."But what I want," Frieda goes on, "is to make your whole being as greedy and grateful as your penis. I want your mind to yearn for my touch. I want your thoughts and dreams begging for my glance." She looks thoughtful. There's great feeling in what she's saying. I'm sure she's said it before to other men, but there's nothing mechanical. After reaching home next day I asked my mom that I am going to live with Nisha for a month or for more then that. After some discussion my mom agreed. I called Nisha and said my mom agreed. Nisha asked me t come to her house at 8.30 pm with my clothes as I will be living wit her. The whole day I was thinking what nishas plan was. So finally it was 8.00pm so I packed my bag and went to her house. She opened the door and hugged me and kissed on my lips and I squeezed her ass. Then she took me to. Finally one day Alan thought he had had enough. Yes, he loved Tilly and her k**s, but it was just too much, too difficult to continue, and he told her so. Tilly was surprisingly calm as she received the news, almost cold. “Are you sure this time? If you want out once and for all I understand, but this time there will be no going back. Do you understand?”Alan paused for a moment, not sure what to say. He thought about their relationship and all the good times they had shared. He also flashed on. You’re the first man I’ve brought home. Actually, I don’t think ever let a boy into my room before. You know high school boys. They’re so into car sex and going to an apartment and stuff,” she said grimacing. Emma clicked the lights on and sat down on her bed, letting Jack look around, taking in not only the full size bed in her room, but also the neat desk, a bookshelf filled to the brim with books, and a comfy sofa chair with a book resting on one arm. But Jack had caught the word “sex” in.