He lay beside her and fingered her pussy, she remembered how wet she felt. She knew she should not but she let him lay of her, she even kissed him aga...n. She could remember the moment he made her a woman, the sharp pain as her hymen tore, she lost her virginity and then the pleasure of his penis in her. They rested and then he made love to her again. She could remember vaguely think in her drunken stupor that he could be getting her pregnant. She could remember the days afterwards worrying. She lets it go as she opens her eyes again, uttering a soft sigh. There is a hint of contentment to it, as if receiving the same pleasure that she so often gives to others."I know you are helping," she says softly. "I am very grateful for this."She pauses again, and a shudder goes through her. She moans softly as pleasure courses through her body. Yet there is a flicker of something else in her eyes. It is gone so fast that it is hard to tell what it is. It looks like it may be surprise, as if. My hard cock slid easily into her womb and she emitted a small gasp as it filled her hole. Cathleen rocked back and forth on top of me as I held on to her curvy ass. I stroked her ass cheeks and molded her firm buttocks in my hands as she picked up the pace fucking herself with my dick. Cathleen started moaning as she fucked faster and faster. I sensed her pending orgasm and then she yelled out. ‘I am going to explode. Oh, Oh hold me, please hold me tight,’ she screamed. Cathleen collapsed on. I thought I'd do a few laps and then walk home, if that is okay with Mr. H?" Jen responded."Jen, our place is yours. You know that by now," I offered graciously. "Stay as long as you like."With that, Becky and Mark were gone. I turned to Jen with several questions on the tip of my tongue."Becky thinks Mark is going to ask her to the formal!" laughed Jen. "She sure didn't need me hanging around, getting in the way."That was all she had to say. I still remember how awkward and important all those.