She used her hand to guide my cock into her. “You are so gentle with me,” she said. “God, do I love your tender, soft touch.” Your voice is so...t, and you have such a light touch for man of your strength” My interest was in making love to Kelly, not in just fucking her. We would move for a while, and then just kiss. It was thirty minutes before, she begin to push with an intensity. There was no doubt that she was close, so I pinched her breasts and changed my thrusting.. I was nowhere near as fast as Iused to be. I was also running out of breath again. We finally got tothe front of the park where all the stores and various buildings were.I was panting heavily. I could feel my chest rising and falling. Thedifference in my body was quite apparent. I was weaker, slower,smaller, and had less endurance. I could feel my breasts as I heaved mychest in and out to catch my breath. The bra felt like it wasconstricting me, preventing me from catching my breath. It. Greg and I had, had enough of the site seeing, so we stopped at a bar about a mile from the hotel we were staying at. Greg ordered the drinks while I was in the restroom. I drank about half of my drink when Greg said he was tired and wanted to go. I paid for the drinks and drove back. Once up in the room greg got into the shower, and I got my stuff ready for a shower. Greg got out and I stepped right into the shower with Greg still in the bathroom. I could fill Greg's eyes staring at me as I. . almost ****d! And yet, as that fantasy had flashed through her confused mind, she had welcomed it.She closed her eyes. The memory - the false memory, she insisted - of Chad's body being over hers, his hands touching her everywhere, and... him ... penetrating her, was as clear now as it had been while she writhed through that astonishing climax.She reminded herself that it was her own hand that had mauled her breasts, pinching and pulling her turgid nipples, as her other hand manipulated the.