Then, like any other guys, we shared stories of our bedtime activities. I also learned a few more things about his bride (who I had met twice) and the...r wedding plans. I mentioned how my Grandfathers would select my bride, and that I expected a visit at any time. Again, it was something he did not realize; he had freedom to make lifeÔs most critical choices like a wife and a career. I did not.Finally he asked about “first night,” as he and his wife were part of the ranch community. I assured. .well he had become a dab hand at getting rid of my morning stubble! The truth is Abe had been fucking me a month or so before that night. The real story began about a couple of months before that night when I suggested to Tim that he write a cuckold story and that I also help him. As well as helping Tim with his story reviewing I would also sort out his mail etc on the site. Tim is a very busy man and though I have a full time job working from home I have more free time and so I used to check. “Just feel this.” It was exquisite. We had never shared more than a kiss and a chaste caress before and now, here we were, naked, soaked and bodily connected. Intimate lovers. My hands were on his arms and my legs were wrapped tightly around his waist. The urge to move was almost overpowering. I could see it in him and he could see it in me. Our eyes were locked together, both of us breathing more heavily now.“Just stay still. Just a moment longer.”He nodded. Then, it began. As we looked at. He pressed deeper into her as he felt the warm moisture of her gushing, swollen pussy pulsate around him, sending fluids cascading down his shaft. She breathed out and her tensed body relaxed. Her shoulders and head dropped, her hair hanging down around her breasts and she collapsed onto him, rolling off and lying next to him. They both were breathing heavy as they recovered. He ran his hands through her hair and caressed her face. She smiled and stared off in a sort of daze. She ran her nails.