"No," she said softly and I nodded in agreement, I understood.We made love again in my bed, this time it wasn't urgent, it was gentle, loving, sensual...and tender, no legs wrapped around me, no nails scratching at me, drawing blood, I didn't fuck her, I made love to her, she made love to me.I think possibly we may have even cried a bit, not once did either of us close our eyes, not once did our mouths leave each other. We moved rhythmically, harmoniously like two dancers, our fingers entwined I. With so many men in the man camps and everyone in the same situation, it was hard to find a sympathetic ear to having a bad day.One of my favorite regular customers is a handsome and fit forty-three year old married man from Phoenix named Bill. He always finds time to chat with me, even though he's paying for the online time, and it just so happened that he's one of the most active viewers of the porn sites.One night Bill waited until we were alone in the room for a few moments and said,. I unbutton my sweater, exposing my breasts to the cool, afternoon air. I don't usually do this, but today I feel really hot with desire to truly play here in 'our spot.' I pinch my right nipple between the fingers of my left hand. Mmmm, feels so good. My right hand still stroking my pussy just so. Slowly, delicately. I slouch more in my seat and pull the panties up between my pussy lips. My clit is already engorged.Remembering the last time we played, how he allowed me to suck on his. I pulled my dress back down just so it was barely covering my ass again and I smiled as I re-covered my breasts with the flimsy material of my dress. My large 40E cup breasts were mostly visible and the sheer material did little to hide my swollen and erect nipples.The dress barely covered my round ass cheeks and my chubby tummy and curvy figure filled the dress well. I ran my fingers through my red wavy hair, attempting to create some kind of shape as it fell around my shoulders. Making sure I.