One hungover Sunday morning I had the usual hangover horn. I made the normally-drunk decision to hop onto my favourite site and waiting for me were se...eral messages since my last visit to the site. I only went on when I was fucked up so there was always a big gap between my replies to these guys. Having a quick look I could see it was the usual 50+ overweight, small cocked men asking to bottom for me. Not my cup of tea at all. I was slim but relatively muscly, short back and sides with some. I plunged in and the amazing feeling of being in her took my breath away for a moment. It didn’t take long to bring Kelly to orgasm. After she came, she asked me to roll over. Of course, I complied and Kelly sat down on me cowgirl style. She wasn’t bouncing on me like she normally would. She was just sitting there enjoying my cock in her. We had a moment and told each other how much we loved each other and how much we enjoyed being able to express that love physically.We did not want that. That was always embarrassing, partly because I couldn’t help staring and she knew it. Dad hadn’t brought Jennier home yet. When I first heard of her was when Dad announced that we were going that weekend to the beach with her and her two daughters.“We’ll leave Friday morning, and not come back till Sunday evening,” he told me.I wasn’t happy. I had big plans for an all-day game on Saturday.“She’s got two daughters your age,” Dad pointed out. “I promised you’d come. We’ve already got the hotel. We'd talk between lectures, have "platonic" dinners, and so forth. (You may mock my glacial pace, but the glacial pace affords one the opportunity to do this with multiple young women simultaneously.) But one evening, a group of us students out at a bar (studying hard, of course), we got to talking a bit more luridly than the past.She and the boyfriend ("Robbie" or "Robert" or "Brad" maybe) were having issues because he was, ahem, coming up short where it mattered. She didn't mind too badly,.