She was all business when it came to me doing the exercises. She did always kiss me before having me returned to my room. When she visited me in the e...enings she would let me rub her belly. I could feel the baby kicking. It always made Angel smile. One night I asked her for a massage, I felt so tense. ‘Jim, I can’t reach your shoulders with you in the bed and me with the big belly. I can do you one better though.’ She got up and closed the door and came back and started massaging my cock. It. Didn’t bother him though. He started rubbing her stomach and then her tits. Then he started sucking on them and he began fingering her pussy to make it wet. Samantha started moaning in her sleep. As soon as he figured she was wet enough he slid his dick into her breaking her hymen. She cried out in pain and woke up. He covered her mouth with his hand and told her to hush, that if she knew what was good for she would keep silent. He continued to thrust in and out of her. The pain went. He thrust up into her, his cock like a stabbing sword as he fucked her with savage, merciless strokes. "You… think you can help me?" he growled between grunts."I know I could," she said softly. "NO. You can't," he insisted. He groaned plaintively, thrusting so deep, only his testicles showing as he buried the rest of his penis inside her, the shaft twitching as he flooded her with his cum. His groan deepened until the last spurt of his load flew into her snatch. Then he was leaning against the. She picked up the tab. She told me to call her if I needed anything. Except money. I laughed. That marked a turning point in our relationship-we became much closer. That was one of two positives that came out of my fuck-up. The other positive was that I had at least learned a lesson-a lesson learned only after inflicting too much pain, on me (deserved) and on Maria (completely undeserved) but a lesson I would not forget. I would never cheat again. I would prove that 'once a cheater, always a.