Her legs wrapped around her partner’s legs and her hand went to his buns and pulled on him signaling she wanted it harder. When she felt his hot see...d painting her insides, she shuddered in a powerful orgasm and then was quite still.The helper withdrew and left quietly, smiling and winking at her husband. He mouthed, “Call me again!”, as the husband followed him out of the bedroom door so he could reenter as usual.When he did so, his wife had her fingers on her clit, rubbing the cream oozing. I did my hair up in a nice French braid and sprayed some flowery body spray all over myself. I was finished cleaning my place and prepping myself up and I still had 10 minutes to spare before he arrived. I was halfway reading the magazine I just bought when I heard the door bell ring. I quickly jumped up and answered the door, surprised to see that he wasn't alone. Standing beside him was a charming brunette with puffy red eyes. I raised a questioning brow and looked at him, waiting for some. Give me your hand, the one up your cunt.”Never breaking eye contact, I reluctantly slide my fingers out. They glisten with my arousal. You grab my hand roughly around the wrist.Rubbing the cookie over my hand, my juices smear into the crispy wafer until crumbs stick to my palm, smothering it. Gloopy strands stick to the top. My lips part expectantly, but your intentions are cruel.Snapping the wafer in half, letting crumbs sprinkle over my face, you place it on the edge of the toilet seat. You. Prerena: will work for me.Me: do u want me to pick u up?Prerena: no no. I will be there.The revelation:We met on Saturday in the city center. Although I knew that she was married and was about to get divorced still I was feeling butterflies in my stomach on the thought that I was about to meet prerena. One look at her and I forgot all the anger that I had inside me. I guess I forgave her too. We had a nice chat and finally, I gathered enough courage to ask her out again the following morning..