I don’t know why. I felt like a complete dumb ass.“I know,” she said. “I don’t care.”I was speechless. She leaned in and gave me another k...ss, but I was too nervous of getting caught to really reciprocate. That night my wife did relent to my pressure to fuck. I had whiskey dick and I desperately needed to get off, but I kept thinking of Breanna—her perky tits and sexy, slutty attitude—as I fucked my wife. I imagined that hot little slut sucking me off right up until I came in my wife’s mouth,. He pushed her up harder against the wall and breathed on her, pushing her arms on the wall too and exploring her mouth with his tongue more and more. He moved her onto his bed and continued to kiss her. She took his penis into her mouth and as a result, tasted salty semen. He entered her, letting her feel the warm full feeling of his penis and shudders all over her body ever time it went in and out. There was a nice indescribable feeling in her stomach every time his penis went in her, it. " "You are brave. Do you live in Paris now?" "Yes, I work at UNESCO. I'm a lawyer." "Ah, so you finished your studies. Did you ever get your place on the canals?" "No. That is unimportant. I have an apartment that suits us very well. And you? Did you get yours on the Seine?" "For a while, yes. But as you say that was not important. Robert provides for Julien, and I have a good post as well. We are content." "I'm sure you have lovers. You are still beautiful." Sophie/Nadia was direct as before.. And, then I returned back to my home.On the next day, my parents went out for a tour. I didn’t go with them. So, I again went to Sunita auntie’s home, and she was alone as usual. She was wearing her long night gown. I just helped her with some household chores, and then we sat to chat.This time we sat close to each other, on the sofa. She was asking about my ex-girlfriend, as she knows everything about me. We talked about her for some time. She then felt sad for me, and kissed me on my cheek.