. soft..." Seconds later, he shot his spunk over my skirt. I wasn't best pleased but he apologised for the mess and immediately wiped it off, there wa... little trace of it when I turned my skirt around to the front. In the toilet, I sponged the rest of it off making sure there would be no stain when it dried. I didn't want a white stain on my arse for all to see as I travelled home on the train.By the Friday, my pussy was back to normal, no soreness and the redness had completely gone. Even so,. She curled her toes as she went over her body inventorying sensations. Her hands reached for his face, as Paul leaned in and kissed her, with a hand on each of his cheeks she tried to show her love with her lips and tongue.Paul's face backed away an inch or so. "See, now my cunt, my real ass pussy cunt. This is the real you, in bed dick up your ass! Now say it; thank you, I love you."{ ... Pinned ... pinned like a butterfly... } went through her head as she babbled her response. "Yes, yes, love. Now she can’t explain to him what really happened because he is not ready to listen.That time she revealed me one more thing that she never had sex with bf.That was shocking for me. I consoled her, I couldn’t sleep the whole night. Since then our relationship changed. I started asking about her sex life, how all guys tried to do sex with her. She had sex with 2 guys even before, I was shocked because one of my old friends also had sex with her.But according to her, she couldn’t enjoy that. He has run himself ragged, searching everywhere for you, hoping that you were okay and still alive. Do I have feelings for him yes I do. He is the kind of man where you do not even realize it has happened. I am not the only one that feels that way and like me she started by loathing him, but we knew not to push. He was not over you, he knew that you were out there, probably dealing with everything that had happened. He was confident that you would come back, giving you two the chance to talk.