Helen matched me with her intensity. She ground her hips against my groin, Bubba tried to skewer her then and there. I broke the kiss only to move to ...er neck, which I started to suck and lick with the same energy I'd used with the kiss. Hickeys be damned, Helen could wear a scarf or high necked dresses for a few days. [Oh, you're thinking, he's a male chauvinist pig! I can live with that.]I had to touch her breasts; to suck her nipples; to lick her skin everywhere. So I did. Helen began to. Me: When did you become an adventurer?Sneha: Two years ago.Me: So, can I accompany you?She was surprised.Sneha: No way! I know you are kidding!Me: No, I am 100% serious! Now that I have money, I can go anywhere.Her eyes were twinkling with excitement.Sneha: Okay, you can come if you are serious. I am gonna book my ticket tomorrow.Me: Please book my ticket also, I will transfer my money to your account.Sneha: Sounds perfect!!After 2 weeks, we were ready to go. Sneha’s mom was actually relieved. Over the next few days our texts were becoming more and more graphic .. ”I want to fuck you” he texts “ “I need to feel you inside me” I respond .. our ravenous urges to devour each other had to be set aside for now. We both have significant others and as I stated before our timing was horrible. 3 weeks of sexting and I’m fantasizing about him licking, sucking and nibbling over every inch of my body was about to finally be fulfilled. We set a date to meet at a dimly lit bar downtown with an. ’ ‘How?’ Helen couldn’t resist asking. ‘Most weddings cost far more than that.’ ‘Maybe,’ I answered, ‘but we are villagers. Any wedding is a community event and the village comes together. If we follow the local traditions…’ I looked at Julia to confirm what I thought. She nodded. ‘…we’ll be married in the Parish Church over there. The music will be played on the church’s organ by one of our relations. The bride’s dress…’ ‘…will be an heirloom passed down in the bride’s family,’ Julia added,.