”I loved him talking dirty to me, and I threw my head back, and my hips arched to meet his aggressive touch. His fingers pumped my pussy as he licke...d and sucked my clit. I screamed, “I’m cumming, I’m cumming… Oh fuck, it feels so good, baby!” I managed to say as my body rocked and rolled through every wave of orgasmic pleasure. It was a long, hard orgasm. My juices flooded my lover’s mouth and spread about his face as he rubbed his tongue and lips against my convulsing cunt. My hips shot up as. “Bullshit. You’re lying! You need to get in there and apologize.“ She yelled.“No.” I said.“Then I’ll make you!“ She shouted.I started stretching. I focused on staying calm, living and fighting in the moment. I had to block out outside distractions. I had to block out analyzing her movements. I had to rely on instinct.“What are you doing?” She asked.“Stretching. If we’re gonna do this, I don’t wanna pull a muscle.” I said as I finished up my full rotation of stretching.I took a battle stance.. I asked her what was the matter and she said that her boyfriend is shouting at her for the outing plan.So she asked me whether if I’ll start early, she’ll join me till Thiruvanmiyur. I was on cloud nine and said okay and we started from the resort. After crossing some 5 km from Mmahabs, it started raining and we got totally drenched.I stopped the bike and we both waited for the rain to stop. That time, I noticed her nipples popping out of her dress and I got a hard on. I decided to fuck her and. Why am I having to tell you all of this? Are you so obsessed with your yoga stuff that you forgot about our marriage and our friends?”“Can you not call it my ‘yoga stuff’? That’s very condescending.” She asked, ignoring everything else I said.“Ok, what do you want me to call it?”“Yoga.”“So, yoga is ok, but yoga stuff is not ok?”“Right.”I shook my head as if to say, “Whatever,” but I knew better than to vocalize my thought. Instead, I let her know what I expected.“So, you need to call Marcel,” I.