She put her hand on his arm, "Thanks for listening to me last night. I guess the Margaritas loosened up my tongue. I haven't talked to anyone about wh...t happened. I don't like reliving that weekend."Roger started to answer her but she gently put her hand over his mouth, "I'm sorry that I couldn't have sex with you last night; I'm just not ready for that. Thanks for not trying. One of these days I'll get the demons out of my head and be able to have a relationship."Roger changed the subject and. Lying on her back, she peered between her swollen bosoms as he head lowered. The building anticipation excited her as she laid her head back closing her eyes thrilling from his touch. The tip of his tongue slipped along her inner thigh toward her wet pussy; slowly it began tracing the outside of her swollen labia. Sending shivers throughout her body while Rob teased at her clit. “Ohhhh, my….ooo” she sighed. Gently his tongue slipped between her swollen pussy lips as he slowly lapped at her. It was a dull party, celebrating her tenth marriage to yet another man of wealth. The party was being held at the home of the poor bastard that had married her. It was getting late at night, people were getting drunk, passing out, or slipping off for some "adult time." I was not entertained by the events going on at the party. I decided to go and explore the big house. After all, I was going to be a guest there for a week. I roamed from room to room, looking around, and admiring the different. And as destiny had made it, this beauty had become my girl towards the end of my graduation. We went around for a couple of years until she got married to somebody else. Soon after our graduation we had shifted to Hyderabad, where in she started to work and I had joined in my post graduation. So I had put her up with some of my friends, and used to meet everyday, with me visiting her place. The room always had people, so there was nothing much we could do about it. Once there was nobody except.