He had no doubt whatsoever that even though she was not married; she had plenty of knowledge on the matter of fucking.Who could she have done it with?...Why did he abandon her after her accident? Or could it be that there was more than on man and she didn't know any of them that well?He told himself that one of these days she was going to recover and he certainly was going to try and find the truth from her.Before he knew it he was standing in front of Roland's house. He went to the door and. She loved the man that had saved her, had saved her life in so many ways. He had looked after her when many would have forgotten and gotten rid of her by his own admission. Whether her moral conscious approved or not, she loved him for that. He had saved her time and time again, and now, she was going to save him. ‘Don’t leave me, Mikhail.’ She said, reaching for his hand that she gripped tightly as the tears ran down her face. ‘Don’t leave me… Please don’t leave me.’ ~~~~~ The air was cold,. She suggested a change to doggy style. We built up the pace and it sounded like Gabrielle was rapidly approaching another orgasm as I could feel my own nearing. Then I looked up into the mirrored wardrobe. She made eye contact with me in the reflection and smiled. But in my mind, I saw an image of a different room, with mirrors around the walls and on the ceiling. And a tanned blonde woman being taken by a man whose reflection looked familiar. A younger version of someone I. She had become wet there. Then I went up kissing to her lips and while we were kissing she brought her hand on my tool started rubbing on my jeans then she went inside my jeans and started playing with it and I was getting very much aroused so I removed my jeans and underwear and my tool was now completely in her hand she was stroking it.Then I stood on my knees and she bent in doggy style facing me I brought her mouth near to my cock and she rubbed my foreskin back and took in her mouth it was.