”“That’s not me.”“No, it’s not. You’ll give your word at the altar, or wherever, and keep it until you draw your last breath. And you wo...’t ever knowingly cause anyone else to cheat. And that’s why this is perfectly safe.”“You put a lot of faith in my self-control,” I replied.Milena laughed, “If a score of orgasms, or perhaps more, these last three days didn’t satiate you, well, then perhaps I chose the wrong guy!”“I thought you liked just gentle and once, then lots of cuddling.”“It depends on. I could usually do a better job with my pulsating shower head and a spare 10 minutes. I guess my shower head always made me happy. One night when Claire got home at 3:00 she woke me up and asked how the night went. I said “it was fine and uneventful; Jen fell asleep right away, and hasn’t made a noise.” Claire thanked me and paid me. I asked how her night went, and she groaned. Claire turned and said, “It sucked so bad, this drunk kept try to stick a finger in me, and then. A nice warm glow spreading down into her own sex."OK," she told him. "Time to rinse off and for you to shampoo my hair," She stood up and turned, offering a hand to help him up.Standing there never having been naked in front of a man was a first for her too. Not really knowing what to do she let her instincts take over. Feeling it was the right thing to do she leaned forward and gave Bob a hug followed with a brief kiss on the lips saying, "Thanks for being so nice to me." You're welcome," he. He loves sex more… The farthest Brit ever let things go is heavy petting fully clothed. She knew oral sex couldn’t get her pregnant, but she also knew as much as she loved him it was easier to stop it with their clothes on, and didn’t trust herself to go any further. I know this because their relationship has been a common topic of our correspondence. We both knew every time he left her, it was to go have sex without the guilt of cheating, but neither of us ever said it aloud. Tonight she got.