I felt the shaft of his dick slid up between my ass cheeks as I slid further down onto his waist. I clenched my ass squeezing his thick black cock bet...ween my firm buttocks. He kissed me deeply as he started pumping his dick sliding it back and forth between my ass cheeks. My pussy started to quiver as I felt the shaft of his thick black cock sliding across my swollen pussy lips.“No, stop please!” I said pulling away. “I can’t do this! I’m married!”.I broke his grip and swam backwards towards. On the way to the subway station, we passed a big market, and we went there, with our bags, and looked at clothes, home-baked bread, freshly caught lobsters, etc. I looked at some beautiful cross-stitch patterns, but I didn’t have any money on me, so I turned to my hubby – and he wasn’t there. I looked for him, calmly at first, he had to be there somewhere, then angrily, why the… did he run off like that, and then frightened, ohmagawd, where IS he? I fought my way through the crowds, dragging. She was wearing a black tight top which showed her cleavage and pink bottom leggins. We moved to the corner of the classroom and sat on the last bench. She kissed me on my cheeks and later I kissed her on her neck.Then we were uncontrollable kissing each other non-stop. It was the very first time for me to kiss a girl like that. The classroom wasn’t the safest place as anything could happen or anyone could see us. It could end our studies too. We were hugging so tight as her boobs were pressing. I’m your guinea pig. You know I’ll put up with just about anything to avoid the drugs.”“The problem is, you have some kind of inborn sugar metabolism defect, AND you’ve been unofficially diagnosed with mild bipolar disorder, which they are calling ‘mood swings’ to prevent the insurance company insanity which comes with that kind of diagnosis on your medical records.”“You made a funny, Doc. Insanity. Bipolar disorder.”“Well, you certainly would meet most clinical definitions of insane,” she.