Mai kuch samajh pata isse pehle usne dusre gaal pe bhi ek tamacha jad diya.Mene bhi gusse me usey zor se choom lia, to usne fir se mere gaal pe ek cha...nta maara.. Maine fir usey chooma aur usne fir chaanta maara.. Is tarah kareeb 5-7 chumme aur chaato me mera lund fir akad gaya aur mai usey pakad k fir se uski chut me ghusane laga. wo zor se karaahi ” aaaahhh…” aur dhire dhire pura lund uski chut me samaa gaya. Maine uske dono hath pakad rakhkhe the aur hum dono ek dusre ki aankho me dekh rahe. Linda took in a breath. The shock of his touch demanded that she respond by taking a breath. Her breath pushed out her breasts, as though in greeting. Her shoulder blades came together in her back, further thrusting herself outward. Outward to his touch. Outward to his fingers tracing gentle lines across the swelling of her breasts. She felt his touch as she never felt a touch. Edward did not touch her. He might hold her hand a moment at the breakfast table. He might take. When Tianna retorted that we weren't brother and sister anymore, our father lifted his hand (as if to give her a backhand slap), I leapt to her defense and would have caught the blow, but dad was just cocking his arm as a reaction (ala Ralph Kramden). But I explained that I was the one who told Tianna we weren't brother and sister, for that is the way we understood it.A new speech - and the details this time - corrected all our misconceptions.Tianna and I stayed real close, but at arm's length,. She kept coming back to the idea of polyamory as well, something I needed to learn about and get comfortable with if we were to have a long-term relationship. I sure hoped we would.As the second weekend after her last visitor approached, I was informed that another of her city guys would be there. He was between her age and mine. This was a “stud” who would copulate frequently and furiously even more than me.She invited me over for Friday lunch before he arrived. As we screwed she asked me to.