"I move to walk away, and I can feel him seething behind me. His first punch is clumsy, fuelled by rage. I dodge it easily and catch him on the ear. I... manage a few more punches while his friends stand there stunned, and he's on the ground by the time they manage to grab my arms.My hand feels swollen and twice its size, and I know I've torn more stitches – a lot more, judging by the amount of blood that soaking my bandages. The senior gets up, wiping his bloody mouth and spitting. If I was smart. I am five-feet-four-inches, weigh one-hundred-twenty-four pounds, and my vitals are 36DD-28-34. I have shoulder length light brown hair with blonde highlights and hazel eyes. I work out to stay fit. I'm also addicted to orgasms and cheating.I can’t stand to have my husband put down but I cheat on him. He travels to Asia for seven to ten days, two out of three months, and that is when I have my fun.My neighborhood is made up of custom homes and some townhouses. It's an upscale, snobbish. Won’t we burn in hell? What would the congregation say?” Joan took a deep breath. “Matt has a huge cock, hasn’t he? I love sucking his dick.”I embraced Joan’s naked body and for the first time in my life I discovered the softness of another woman. I loved the feeling of her perky breast pressed against mine. Then she kissed me with an open mouth, inviting my tongue in. I shuddered when she touch me between my legs at the same time I sensed Al behind me, his cock looking for an entrance. It. We started making out again. Our tongues were exploring each other’s mouths while I began slowly fondling her breasts over her saree. Her nipples, hard like little steel bullets were begging me to come to bite them.I took one of her boobs into my hands kneading it while I reached down and began sucking her other nipple. She was giving out soft moans every time I bit her nipple lightly.My hand went further down, teasing her belly button for a while before I went past her waist chain. I reached.