I asked her if it was normal for my balls to hurt so much after sex and she laughed and said “I bet you’ve been horny all day haven’t you” and...went on to explain about Blue Balls, then she said the words I desperately wanted to hear “well come on then, we better fix that” and took me into the lounge laying back in one of the chairs with her legs draped over each side.She asked me to give her a little lick to get her wet before slipping my dick in as we only had five minutes, I was a bit. Iwhispered in her ear."Have you ever taken it in your ass?"She looked straight at me and sharply replied."Never. Not by my husband, and certainly not by you."I apologised at once and went back to grinding away at her. She was stillwrithing beneath me when I heard footsteps.I froze, so did Mrs Green."Shit, my husband", she whispered.I jumped off the bed and looked for my clothes, but it was too late. Thedoor swung open, and a massive black man stood there. He was well over 6feet tall, heavily. I let her talk while I listened. She made some comments about their sex life was very good and satisfying. She glanced at me to ask, "Are you going steady with a girl?" No one special at this time," I quickly responded."Too bad you aren't getting any loving. Hey! My drink is empty. How about another one," she loudly exclaimed."OK, I'll get it right now," I said as I jumped up, took the glass from her outstretched hand and went in the kitchen. As I walked into the kitchen, I realized I was. If she was feeling okay today there’d be no problems, but if she was still sick then he needed to see about getting her some help. Once on the street his first thought was to head over to her corner, the place he first gave her the flowers. Marianne wasn’t there and the two street people who had taken over the spot said they hadn’t seen her. Albert then headed around to see if she might have gone to buy some food or medicine, wandering through the nearby food and drug stores, but there was no.