“Just wanted to thank you for giving me so many hot memories to fantasize about. I can’t wait to get back with you and show you how badly my body ...has been missing your mischievous hands and lustful gaze your dirty talk, the scent of your sweet sweat all over me. I want your hands all over me, I am coming next week be prepared. Pallavi had pushed my sex buttons…the only thing stopping me from masturbating myself right there was my eagerness to reply. I replied I am waiting – I will fuck you. What to tell her in simple and nice words. Knowing that the poor soul was not only reliant on me but fully confident that I shall help; I could not back out and also impressed for her innocence. I had to tell her the facts. I cleared my throat along with my thoughts. You see, babe; it is only a figure of speech. The man does not and cannot enter a woman. You are right; how can a man enter a woman. It is only his penis that enters a woman and I hope at least you understand, why it is said that. But not any pool, in this pool, each drop is pure dreamy pleasure. I can feel the liquid tendrils curl through my mind, down my spine, and somehow making it almost impossible to stand. I am glad of your arms supporting me. A momentary though of whether you are affected the same way tickles at the edge of my mind, and then that too is gone. As we continue to kiss, I feel the pull of this pleasure more strongly with each passing moment. With each and every breath in and out, expanding and. It was a striking, yes, sexy then as it is now. Timeless, I believe they call it.“Put her in that dress and I’ll fuck her right there in front of the priest,” I said, knowing the reaction. The groans and shouts of revulsion almost sounded genuine. Someone with a strong throwing arm drilled me with a cookie. So it had the desired effect. So I let them off the hook.“You guys can do this without me,” I grinned. “Thanks for allowing me to a joke at your expense.”“Dad, why don’t you go find your.