I wanted to make him cum before he fucked me, I had heard that it would make him last longer. I let him catch his breath, and led him into my bedroom.... He started french kissing me, then nibbling his way over to my ears, then my neck, and down to my nipples, none of the boys that I played around with did any of that, they would lick my pussy and play with my tits, but this guy was very good, he knew what he was doing and kissed my body with passion that I never knew existed, my pussy was so. With my left hand, I gently turn your head to your right where my lips find your soft tender lips. You reach back to hold on to me as my lips touch yours. So gentle, our lips touch, sparks seem to fly. Your soft moist lips part gently as the tip of my tongue carefully begins to explore. Touching, tasting, savoring, and tracing the tender outline of your moist lips. Carefully touching your teeth with my tongue, then I feel your tongue, so carefully dancing with mine. My hands gently cup your. Obediently you push your chair back from the table and stand. Upon weak knees, you feel unsure that you can go through with this, but you know you must. When I speak to you this way, you are reminded that I own you. Every part of you belongs to me, you must oblige my every whim. Inhaling a deep breath before slowly moving, you see that I have pushed my chair back. I rotate it so that it is facing the rest of the room. You stand before me as my eyes go down your body, taking in every curve,. Plus I now had Carrie and Sarah. It hit me like a physical blow. I was with family now, and I could let my grief go.So I broke down and cried like a baby, for my parents who never got to enjoy their golden years, for my brother and his wife who would never know the joy of raising a family, and finally, for my niece, a poor child who never got a chance to experience life. I cried for me, for the hole it had left in my life, that had been unfilled until now. The tears washed away most of my.