Vases of flowers sit on my dining table, petals falling, and there is only one bush left in the garden that I struggle to protect from the harsh winte... wind. I wake with a start, sweating in the heat. I go and fling the window open to let the cool air in. The garden is peaceful and the hotel dark and quiet, and I take in the air, the roses suddenly smelling sickly sweet. I feel guilt for all the women I have used and discarded. I feel helpless and dont know what to do now I have won her.. Lewis was struggling to find one. She had been asleep when he had got back from the sports bar and so he hadn’t had the chance to tell her what he had done. He had hoped it would feel easier in the morning to talk about it all. It was proving more difficult that he had feared. ‘I didn’t know we had a guest coming,’ Lianne said, finally breaking the rather icy silence that had settled. ‘Who is she?’ Lewis finished his coffee. ‘It was a rather last minute thing, my darling. I’m sorry, I should. The email went on and on. It was actually a long letter taking up what would have been almost four pages of legal size stationary.In that email I told her I thought her not telling me about her "new" love when I was home was more than cowardly; it was despicable and showed a lack of character. I said that she was a cheating, lying, self centered bitch. I mentioned that Jerry must be some kind of real macho man to let the woman he loves spend more than twenty nights in bed with her old. I could see alittle blood oozing out her virgin pussy. Joe wasmoaning and he seemed to have reached a climax. I toldhim to pull his cock outside and shoot his cum outsideand not to fill her womb. But he was determined to fillher pussy. A split-second later, he screamed, shooting a huge wadof cum into her virgin pussy. He did not stop movingfor a couple of seconds. I could see his cock throbbingand pulsing inside her battered pussy. After a fewminutes he pulled his cock outside in.