The waft of her fragrance as he did so gave him a frisson which he felt deep within his loins. He returned to the bed and smiled as she snuggled in t... him. His fingers traced gentle patterns over her back and her waist, just occasionally straying to glide over the smooth fabric of her bikini briefs. Her body was now still and he judged she was able to talk again. “Who was that guy?” he asked in that same rich voice. “Used to be my husband, and…” her voice choked as she started to sob. He had stopped doing push-up and just sat on the floor, breathing heavily. “How long was I out?” I asked. “Not long. Only about half an hour or so.” He glanced over at me. I had my blanket on, so I didn’t bother covering my boner. Then, he got up and sat on my bed.He wasn’t wearing any shirt. I could see his perfect body glistening with sweat. Damian wasn’t super muscular or anything, but everything was in the right place. His manly chest and strong arms can snatch away anyone’s heart. He just. Charlotte however sadly could not conceive, so after exhaustive tests had to face life unable to have any c***dren, her c***dless marriage lasting just 12 years, though in reality she would have made an ideal mother. 5' 6"tall she had blue eyes and light brown shoulder length hair. She could be kind and sensitive, though she had and still has a fiery temper. Mary`s husband had strong dominant tendencies, at one point he had asked though I suspect it was more demanded, that she would wear his. “No, my real name is Brian!”“Ok, let's stick with Caroline...I like her!” I blushed. “So tell me how you become this pretty girl!”I guessed I really liked her because I told her the most of my story. How my stupid mom left me and about my stepdad, Steve. And even how I lived with Margaret to become her maid and train to be a good girl. I just didn't mention the guys I’ve fucked - like my long-time best friend, my stepdad, and her little brother. Though I’m sure she knew the last one.“Wow...your.