You would think with an age difference like that the sex would be terrible by my word is it anything but! Just take last Saturday for example; I was d...y off from University, he had the day off from work and we had nothing but mind blowing sex....................*flashback*Tristan sat on his knees at the foot of the bed his fingers and tongue a blur as they made a meal out of my drenched pussy knowing that I wasn't far off my second orgasm that night. "Jesus Christ Tristan!" I yelled as I came. I stood up and walked to the exit.As I left the pub and stepped out into the warm night air he reached for my hand, and pulled me to him, "I want to fuck you, now".He walked me round the back of some shops and lifted my skirt, fuck, I couldn't believe this."This is the best you can do, I am not impressed". I said, smiling."You will be, you'll find out".He pushed my panties to one side and pushed his cock deep inside my soaked pussy, it felt so good, his strong arms held my ass as he kept. .. if... this is what... I come to, on the other end......Then, yeah, I'm okay with it....I have gotten... way, way... waaaaaaay ahead of myself, haven't I?Heh. You don't want to know all of this bullshit. You just want toknow how my story ends.Okay. Let me tell you how my story ends.The end began with darkness......And lots of it.I remembered faces, although without context, I had no idea who theywere... including Brianna. I remembered that I was born inPhiladelphia, but then I moved. I heard Shelley coming up the stairs and I slammed the computer shut, zipping my pants up quick and buckling my belt.The next few weeks were a mess. My cock got hard as a hammer every time I remembered those pictures. How the fuck did she have those? Who took those? Who the fuck is babysitting my k**s? I couldn't believe this little nympho. My k**s loved her. They kept begging for her to come over and play.I jacked off at work so many times. I was in a daze. I begged Shelley to suck my cock but.