I knew she was approaching a big one, her nails dug into my back, her legs grew tighter and the muscles in her pussy drew me deeper and deeper. I was ...lose too. Just as we were both going over the edge she whispered in my ear “I’m not on the pill” tightening her pussy up again as we both came. I came longer and hard than ever before, shooting rope after rope of cum into her young unprotected pussy. We sat joined together breathing deeply for a while until I began to feel the mixture of both our. ‘You never did anything like that for me!’ he erupted again. Then, much more subdued, ‘So maybe you don’t have feelings for me like you do for him.’ ‘Gary,’ Julie tried again. She wanted to explain, but what was there to say? Greg made her feel so much different than he did. It wasn’t Gary’s fault. He just didn’t have that edge that Greg did. The one that could elicit those responses, those actions. Awaken that submissive side that she had never really known existed. ‘Of course,’ Gary. I know..." Anne fidgeted in the seat and laid her hand on top of his. "It's just that when I know someone is expecting me to be at a certain place at a certain time I get really stressed out if I'm not there; like: what if there's a rush of customers, or Dad falls off a ladder in the stock room and no one is there to help him, or what if we get shoplifters in and he can't keep an eye on them by himself-" she continued to rattle off more hypotheticals as the light turned green.Kevin drove. . not to insinuate..." Oh... my wife? I'm over that. Have been for a long time. Just never had the time or actually, the nerve to start dating again. Dating... is... intimidating to me." I know what you mean. It is hard meeting a man for the first time, no matter what someone may have said about them. I feel quite guilty too. After all, I put you on the deck as a guarded inspection before showing up. Not a good thing for a date to do is it?" Well... to be quite honest, I usually don't eat in.