“Now you’re feeling guilty?” I asked with a smirk. “You didn’t feel guilty when you forced entry into my apartment.” He looked at me and ...miled, “That was before I had you in my arms, baby,” he said, and then he kissed me. “Am I okay to move now?” I breathed in. “Yes, but please be gentle,” I said, as I wrapped my arms around his neck. He moved slowly until I started moaning, then he picked up the speed and pounded into me. “You. Are. Mine,” he said, with each hard thrust. As he continued. "So why are you here tonight?" he asked."I like doing it." she answered simply."Oh good" he gushed. "Cause I like it too." Do you like it enough to... do it to me?" She was afraid he would say "No."She shouldn't have worried. "You'd let me do THAT?" he asked incredulously.She leaned over and kissed him on the lips while her left hand sought out his sex bone. "Oh yes, little brother. I'd be HAPPY to let you do that to me."Within seconds they had figured out what millions of other lovers had. Come to find out, Myra and my new friend Walter (who had been one of the two ‘safe’ names given to me by Mrs. Henderson), had a great deal in common, both were mental health professionals, Walter being one of the head child psychologists for a large local school system. They became instant bosom buddies and talked shop for a great deal of the night. They were lost in conversation when Walter’s wife, Nellie, mentioned to me that she had heard our names mentioned to her recently by the. I was quiet horny at that time. She slid her hands on my balls and smiled, wow its clean shaven huh. It was the first time she had seen a clean shaven private part of a man. I had my drink in my hand and gulped it. I couldn’t resist the temptation to kiss her deep. Hmmm she was having one heck of a skill to kiss. It was like an electric effect. The fragrance of her body was superb.She slowly unzipped me and pulled out my pants and jockeys. She started sucking my cock wild and fast. Hmmm. That.