I love how your legs are shaped and grab on to the tops of your thighs as I dig into your pussy. I am more aggressive this time as you start to grind...my face, soaking it with your juices. My tongue finds the folds between your lips and dives into your slit, pumping your pussy. I hold you still and pull your clit with my lips from your hood. I want you to cum now so I grab your tits through your top and start squeezing and pulling your nips hard. I hold your clit between my lips and flick. The absurdity of it all strikes me. My life is a video game! The possibilities are endless, if what I just read is true, it means that I can become better at anything and everything by practice and can easily grind my way into mastering things I’m bad at. Though the same is true for a normal life, this puts numerical values on progress and allows for consistent, definite progress as well.I start to panic for a second, wondering how I’m going to get home. Gamer’s Spirit helps me keep a cool head. “But Sloan, big business always wins.” She mumbled, and he was afraid she might cry.“We can try to help, but since we aren’t residents, we can’t even vote against it.”“I know.”Sloan asked, hoping to change the subject, that if they took the boat back now would she like to just play on the beach for a while and Sara quickly agreed.Dinner that evening would be delivered to her condo from the restaurant. After an entire afternoon on the bay they agreed, they were too tired to shower and dress for. Stay at our place. It will be fun.Me: Wow, sounds fun. Let me see when I can get leave. My manager is a mother fucker.Sumit: Lol! Whose manager isn’t?Well, this is how the conversation started with Sumit. We continued to chat over WhatsApp and calls. I don’t want to bore you with the usual shit two guys talk.Anyways, coming to the story. After a few months, I managed to get the leave and told Sumit I would visit them for a couple of weeks. I finally reached the Bangalore airport and met Sumit.