I think it’s time for me to narrate one of mine. I had been in a relationship for a long time and well these incidents are more on the lovemaking si...e and not on the hardcore sex types, so I reach out to a specific genre.This story starts with me coming from KL Kuala Lumpur after my first year at college and maintaining a long distance relationship with my girlfriend here in India. The moment I landed at Delhi airport I was greeted by her sweet smile and a lunge towards me.She grasped me in a. "I'm sorry things happened the way they did. It was confusing all around, but I shouldn't have let you leave like that." "But what about…what about Chelsea?" Molly's heart was racing and she tried to slow herself down. "It was all a lie," he said. "It's a long story that I'll tell you about later, if you want me to. But it's all done, it's all over." "You know," she said, twisting her hands nervously, "that night, I came over…I wanted to tell you…" "What?" He took her hands in his to still. I've spent the last few weeks getting ready to take you."Pleased with his response she leaned over to where she'd left the toys and picked up a condom. "Wouldn't want to get too messy," said with a smile as she tore open the package, placed it over his cock and guided it down his shaft. She'd chosen apple flavored condoms just to do this and honestly the flavor wasn't too bad. She looked up at him, mouth full of cock, and couldn't help but recall how it had been earlier in their relationship. Claire had just passed thirty and the thought of drying up without the joy of offspring was too much of a burden to shoulder in a mother-oriented society. She knew there was no chance of that with the anus-fixated Jean Claude who had spurned her natural opening for the tighter and more appealing one hiding like a frightened wild animal safely tucked away in the depths of her plump heart-shaped derriere.The predictability of her husband Claude spearing her bum-hole on her return was so certain.