. something, and suddenly. . . I don't remember. I can recall everything else, but that one thought is gone." You don't need to suffer," I whisper. "L...t me help you."She takes another step away from me, worry in her eyes. "No, don't take everything away. It hurts, yes, but it happened. I don't want to forget that you saved me, nor what you saved me from." I can’t help but admire her strength. Part of me suspects that whatever part I have already deleted was the worst, and she feels as though. ” I looked from her to him, my ass still full of Jim’s hard cock. I could feel him gently thrusting in and out, probably to keep himself hard in my ass.“What the hell is going on, Jim?” I asked.“This is Annette, the lady I was telling you about the other night, at the gym. She asked if she could see her competition.”“Competition?” I asked. “There is no competition. Let me go, I’ll leave now.”“Please don’t leave on account of me,” Annette said in a throaty whisper. “I’d like to join you two, if. I took her to the AC compartment, looked around for a bit to make sure there was no one around and then pushed her into the washroom. As soon as we entered, I closed the door and put the latch.I couldn’t control myself anymore. My lust had overtaken me so I started kissing her madly. I put my lips on her juicy thin lips. Both my hands slowly moved down her back, sliding across her thin waist and onto her amazing butt. I grabbed her butt and started pressing her. She parted her lips in surprise. Marble countertops are a poor substitute for a hard cock in your pussy or ass. When you do get off, it’s from your own fingers or the vibrator that you ordered online without your husband knowing.Today marks the 15th straight day that you haven’t had a cock inside of you, and you’ve had enough. Over the previous few days, you’ve noticed something. Me, on my route, in my FedEX truck delivering packages. I’m not Brad Pitt, but I’m young and keep myself in good shape. We first met when I delivered.