"Can't it become true love?"Maria says, "And I thought I was falling in love with you." It was just pretend," I say."Can't it become real?" I need to ...o," I say. There is nothing I can do or say. I should leave.I drive off but I have to pull over into a parking lot in only a half mile and I cry. The woman soul in my male body is still strong with my emotions. Guys can be so fucking stupid! Why did I do that? I hurt both Katie and Maria.But I'm starting to understand now.I understand how strong. Well it was supposed to be a midday call, have sex and go home, but as my tied body looked out of the window I saw night drawing in. Then to my horror car headlights reflecting into the room, someone had just pulled up on the driveway and I remembered Mary was married…What the hell was I going to do? Mary had always been honest with me and I knew what I was getting into, I don’t know what this man, her husband was like but what the hell would he think of. Here lay on his marital bed was a young. Both of them, as there was only the one, the lounger was cedar. In a reversal of earlier times, mother sat on sonny's lap, somewhat crosswise, his manly chest hairs brushing her back like little seaweed. They achieved equilibrium and rested for several minute in that position. They chatted about nothing, but something else was on their minds.Her bottom was hardly covered by the thin fabric of her scanty panties. His thing was protruding and prominent in the pocket of his thong. The oblong. She no longer screamed but couldn’t help whimpering quietly as her body continued to orgasmPulling out my dick at that point wasn’t a very good idea. I should probably have stayed inside her until I had finished. As it is I finally withdrew my still pumping and throbbing cock only to make matters worse by involuntary ejaculating the remainder of my cum into the air. I tried to stop it with my hand but I think that made things worse. I looked at Mary; her expression was showing pure and utter.