We enjoy pleasuring each other orally for a while and then she gets up and mounts my cock. All this time He's been watching and jerking himself off. A... she's sliding up and down my cock I grab her breast and put each of them in my mouth she then grinds her pussy on my cock as hard as she can.He moves over to the bed and starts rubbing her back. Then he starts fingering her ass. i know this cause I can feel his fingers in her ass through her pussy. She's moaning and grinding against my dick and. ."I stay quiet and surely almost a minute of silence passed..."I ... ummm ... I feel like a ... ugh ... Whore!" She started crying. "I feel like a fucking CUMBUCKET and I don't even like having sex with him anymore" I'm sorry." I leaned forward to her. "Why not just break it off?"She started crying again."I love him!" She sobbed."But you arent even married yet, and you are already having marital problems" I don't know ... I don't think he does that on purpose" Shouldn't you try counseling?" He. Crushing his mouth down onto mine, he kissed me long and deep. We stood in the shower for about half an hour while we groped and fondled each other. I was totally refreshed after the shower I could feel his maleness slowly brush against my leg as it began to harden and lift itself “God, I’m so sorry,” he blathered, tears of pain, humiliation and pleasure coursing down his face. “For what?” I asked, leaning forward and tenderly kissing the tears from his face, “It was wonderful. Anything we do. That seemed like it went on for a while. Then she got off and sat there stretched out next to me.I put my arm around her shoulders, but I didn’t know what to say to her. This had all been so abrupt that the usual questions – What is your major? Where do you live? – seemed to be beside the point. I thought she might pick up the conversational slack, but she didn’t. She was a bit on the quiet side, perhaps.Then I became aware again of where I was. The room was brightly lit, and the chairs, desks,.