"Don't go," Sam said softly behind her. She felt her shoulders lower, her head hanging. She wanted to get up at the same time crawl back into the warm...sheets behind her. Sam made the decision for her, pulling on her lightly until she was pressed back against her body. "Lay with me." She let out a breath, looking out the window. If she had any self worth, she would get up out of this bed and make her go too. "Boo," Sam whispered and she felt her heart melting. God damn her. She turned her head. I’d really not cum that fast since I was a teenager in high school. Being inside this gorgeous woman’s pussy was so much better than masturbating myself to orgasm than anything else could possibly ever be. And believe me, I’d had plenty of practice at that.I blushed and apologized for not lasting much, much longer. She simply said, “I understand,” not being at all critical of me for this, and instead offering some kind words of encouragement and much comfort.She said, “It’s really okay, Steven.. There was also one ceremony or worshipping nude which I did at night. I stripped myself and then chanted in front of the phallus of lord Shiva. I kept it doing for about 4-5 years and then my parents married me to a renowned priest of the neighboring village in Punjab.My married life was not an exciting one as my husband was also very religious and he had sex with me once a week or at the most two and that too in a very non-sexual kind of manner. In fact, he considered sex to be a bad. My eyes opened, and I saw the lake. The light breeze caused the smallest of crests upon the ripples in the water. My chin was on Jack's chest. We were both naked. On the lounger beside the pool. At the lake house.My immediate thought was minor panic that we'd be late to pick up the kids. They were at my parents' house, having spent the night there while we went out to the club, Catan's Masquerade, and then spent the night at Phil's lake house. I had dozed off, probably not for long, but I.