" Urrggh." She reached down and pulled my hand out from between her legs, pushing back her butt, presenting more to me. "Do me, Jack. Fill my pussy. C...me in me."It took three more strokes, but that's exactly what I did. I felt the flow coming from my balls and up through my cock. It actually hurt. I had put my body through a lot over the last 8 or 9 hours, but it was still giving its best effort. I pushed in as far as I could while I dug my hands in just in front of her hip bones and pulled her. "That was awesome," she breathed out huskily, barely able to speak as she tried to recover her breath."I'm glad you enjoyed it," Lisa whispered in reply, a smug smile on her face.She held and comforted Julie until she had recovered and wasn't breathing so hard any more."Come on," Lisa said as she rose, pulling Julie up after her."Where are we going?" Julie asked in confusion."To take a shower and then to bed," the blonde replied with an indulgent smile."Oh, okay," Julie replied, happy to let. ..and so that sexual relationship continued for a number of years.When his lover finally changed jobs and moved away, Kyle found himself again cruising the streets on Friday nights, drinking beer. However, now with a family and deeply afraid of getting arrested, he resisted propositioning a prostitute...but the weekly cruising continued. The lust inside him grew until one Friday night, he couldn’t resist and finally made an offer to a woman. Thank God, she wasn’t a cop, so, like before, Kyle. When she came back she returned not to 'her' end of the sofa but to his. She placed her head in his lap and stretched out. She was definitely 'influenced' by the alcohol, but strangely did not feel actually drunk. He pulled up a blanket from the basket next to the sofa and covered her. They were quiet for a while and he was just going to suggest they should call it a night when she looked up at him and started to talk.She told him about Greg. As in everything. She cried. He just held her. "You.