“Mmm… I have wanted to squeeze them for so long,” I growl in your ear.Right before I pull down your bra, I thrust into you again very forcefully....“Aaa… Fu…” I hear you moan.I hold my cock deep inside and gently bite down on the nape of your neck, while grabbing and squeezing them.My hips start to move again, building up to a nice rhythm. Sweat is dripping. Juices are flowing. Our moans filling the room. My cock is throbbing more and more and somehow growing with each thrust. You can feel me. “Yes Sir! What is it, Sir?”Reaching up he removed the pegs from my nipples and the clasps from my labia and I breathed a sigh of relief.“Thank you……………..Sir!” I smiled.“Don’t thank me slut!” He purred. “Get on your knees and wank me off!”I dropped to my knees and he watched as my hands wrapped themselves around his throbbing cock. “Can I suck it too please Sir?” I asked hopefully. My mouth was still but my eyes were smiling.He nodded. “And then, once you have wanked and sucked me, then you. “Lisa, I love you. I have loved you since we met, and even now will probably love you until I die. If it’s possible, I’ll love you after we die too. Don’t look too bright, because, at this moment, I don’t like you very much. My overriding feeling about all of this is sadness.“You do realise that even though you claim not to have done anything more sexual than in your story; that is grounds enough for a divorce. You have effectively had an emotional affair with him and there have been activities. Then she got up and started getting dressed. I was watching and smiling at her. She quickly got dressed. We kissed once more and bid each other good night. Then she went away.I was just lost in thoughts of what happened this night. It felt like a dream. I don’t remember when I fell asleep. The next day, again, we met at breakfast. We were exchanging smiles. This time she was blushing a lot. Definitely thinking about last night.We were craving to be with each other. Although we had 4 days to go,.