“Sorry, guys.” she said, slinging her bag up onto her shoulder, “ I’ve got to go. My boyfriend is going to start wondering where I am.” She ...strolled over to place a kiss on Rob’s cheek then leaned down to kiss Tommy’s. A little fire seemed to burn in her eyes as they met mine. A smile brightening her face. “Will you walk me down to my car?” She held out her hand to help me rise from my kneeling position. I couldn’t help but smile back at her. Gah, she’s so fucking gorgeous! I hated to think of. Her people were themselves only one generation of freedom away from the tyranny of another tribe, against whose enslavement they had rebelled and run away to found their own village many miles across the forest from where her parents had been born. She had been born a free woman, as her mother would proudly tell her as they gathered fruits in the forest. But not free for long, as their one-time masters reappeared, but this time armed with the rewards of their trade with the British slavers.. When Shalini pointed to the bed I winked and said it is for other purposes. That comment changed the icy cold weather inside the room.Now Shalini sat on my lap. While we were discussing something vague about films, I started playing around with Shalini, and in the process showed her blouse covered boobs to Selvam and also started to smooch her in between. I brought the topic to ask Selvam how in films they keep their erection down while doing intimate scenes. Selvam said that it is there but. His lustful stare and hearing him say "I love you" makes my body shudder from deep inside. I spread my legs wide as to say please go deeper. I wrapped my hands around his head and we loved each other and fucked each other passionately at the same time. The words we mutter to each other are so taboo, but so honest. Our spouses don't fuck us like this, nor do they love us like this either. What Mike and I give one another is physical and emotional needs that we feel on a level we never knew.