.. it had been more like two hours than one. At Great Eastern Square, there was just one person in the ... whatever you call it – precinct? - A youn... woman was sitting on the circular bench, head down. It took several minutes for me to process the information my eyes were receiving and it was only when she looked up and our eyes met that I realised it was Lexie ... with brown hair, neatly trimmed. She looked anxious and hopeful at the same time.When the realisation penetrated my consciousness I. We got realgood at it and were having super sex. This went on forseveral years and that is as far as we ever took it.Then she had her tubes tied at the advice of her doctorand she could no longer get pregnant and I didn’t haveto wear a condom to fuck her. It was even better andafter a while I pointed out that now we could actuallypursue my fantasy because she could fuck anybody andnot worry about getting pregnant. So I would wait until we were fucking like crazy andshe was super aroused. Their sex life was severely dwindling. They both had high drives, but now he seemed to have lost interest, at least at the level they used to share. He was usually tired or had work to do or other excuses. A couple times a month, he would give in and have indifferent sex. Kim thought he was most likely having an affair, but had no way to know for sure. All she knew was that her needs were no longer being met, and Ryan expressed no interest. She tried talking about it. He always listened, then. I placed my thumb on her nipple, which now erect and trying to tear her thin t-shirt. I started rubbing her nipple with my thumb. She moaned a bit “mmmmmmh”. She had her hands on my shoulders. We were continuously kissing each other. After some time I removed my hand from her breast and put it inside her t-shirt from below. My hand moved upward, until I came in contact with her round warm breast. I started kneading the breast along with pressing the nipple down with my thumb. She let out moans.