Each stroke her legs parted and came together in an erotic manner.With my heart pumping hard I finally finished to swim that I had set myself, restin... at the end of the pool for one last minute I looked for the lady but she was not there. How strange? Where had she gone? Thinking that I had missed her get out I lifted myself out of the pool and proceeded to make my way to the steam room. Opening the door, I entered through the mist and steam. It was very dark, I could only feel my way around. I pushed my cock back and drove it into her as hard as I could. She groaned and mumbled something. I asked her what she said. Her reply shocked me.“Don’t be so rough, Jon. You know I like it gentle.”“Fuck her!” I thought and continued to ram into her as hard as I could.It woke her up and she asked, “Is that you, honey? How was Ron?”I didn’t answer her because the slippery seconds was just too much for me and I shot rope after rope deep inside her.“What did Jon want,” I asked her.She lifted up. She gave it a big squeeze and said she was in love with my cock and then she worked her way down and gave a mind shattering blowjob and she swallowed every drop.She said lets shower together, I have a showing at four and then I have to see how things are going on at our house. I know she said that to keep the show going on, but I can see us both living in the house. I start washing her back spending extra attention to her beautiful ass, I could play with it all day. She turns around an I try to. Obviously this lack of fidelity had a detrimental effect on many of my relationships. Many times I heard ‘Oh John how could you? I thought you loved me’ and worse. My reputation was not the best but it never seemed to hinder me in my quest for more playmates. I suppose the new playmates thought that they could change me or they just didn’t care and wanted to have some extracurricular fun. As I grew older, I was responsible for many young women not being a virgin on their wedding night. All of.