” Melissa snorted a laugh through her tears, and then playfully slapped me on the chest. “Shut up.” I caught her smiling lips in mine and kissed... her. As our tongues found each other, I was struck with how totally in love with her I was. This woman, this incredible woman who had chosen to share her life with me. I was so lucky to have her. I was such a fucking dumbass. The fact that I had spent the last two days cheating on her cut me to the bone. What the fuck did I do? All I knew in that. A few lines, a few spliffs, perhaps something stronger, and, when sufficiently relaxed, on the bed, on the fireside rug, in the kitchen, penis, dildo, fist or fingers thrusting in her orifices. And then the familiar scent of semen, vaginal juice or urine, dripping down her thighs, her face or her breasts. In many ways so rewarding, but also curiously empty and predictable. Here was the love and affection she craved, but where was the companionship and friendship she also needed?It was during a. I decided to meet at a local hotel that had rooms in a separate block like American Motels. I checked in to my room shaved myself and applied my makeup and got dressed in my black lace bra, panties and stocking and suspenders. I then put on a lace panel bodycon dress which was real tight around all my curves had a glass of wine for dutch courage so I could go outside my room to smoke a cigarette it was dark so I didn't as nervous. As I smoked on my cigarette my nerves depleted until a group of. He started to kiss my neck and lick my ear. He continued to kiss my cheeks and neck, getting close to but not kissing my lips. I knew that he was testing to see whether I would be turned off or turned on by the act of kissing. When his mouth got close to mine again, I stuck out my tongue a little bit and licked his lip. He took that as a go ahead and kissed me full on the lips and I moaned and tongue kissed him back. As he kissed me, I could feel him gently thrusting his hips and the tip.