Then she asked me you know about sex. Asif i told no slowly in scared voice. Then she sit beside me and told how husband & wife do sex after marriage ...for baby etc. & told me you also have 2 do sex with your wife after marriage if shy & fear like this then she leave you telling you 6 no. then she told me your penis stand after watching my boobs or not?I told yes aunty how you know she told every males penis stand & get hard when they saw any nude women or talk about sex & during intercourse its. He kept word, money, and story - nothing special, university, sports, house, family plan, and real names. I could say what I do for a living (besides escort), nothing to memorize. He insisted on a business outfit and was relieved when I said I have plenty.The night approached, Paul whined, and I had some malicious joy. Yes, my dear Paul, don't sell the wife as a hooker.I hailed a taxi and drove to Mark's place, a huge apartment, overlooking the city. He was very polite and flooded me with. "I've never felt so much of you before." He grunted his response, too wrapped up in the feelings to speak.She went to back to chewing on his throat, finally opening a wound big enough to draw from. His toes curled at her first hard suck, and he felt a soothing flow through his penis. He knew he hadn't come, yet it felt similar.She drew at his throat three more times before closing the wound. She sat up so she could get him deeper again, telling him she would finish the healing after they. He was kissing me.. kissing and biting me.. on lips.. on cheeks.. on neck.And I was unbuttoning his shirt, rubbing his shoulder. I removed his shirt and started kissing his chest and licking his nipples. I moved my tongue on his manly hair on his chest. He slowly placed his lips on mine and took pleasure of tasting my lips. Slowly and gradually, our tongues met each other and there was exchange of saliva. We continued kissing each other as lovers who met each other after a decade.We started.