I can’t help myself. You didn’t mean to hurt me with your words, matter of fact, you had no idea that I could be cut so deeply now.’ She was cry...ng as her head rested on my shoulder. I still had my arm around her, but my anger was gone. I felt bad. We had actually been talking quite well until that point. I loved her still. My heart would not let me let go. I kissed her forehead and then her nose. Trying to comfort her as I used to when she had gotten upset over something. Kisses had always. I languish my strokes, savouring every ripple, every pulse of your pussy until a sudden flurry of quick strokes make you cry out from the intensity. I bring you back down again slowly, gently, until the tension dissipates in your thighs. I know you like this. I like it, too. I do it to you again and again until you finally cum and convulse on my cock. I’m not done with you, yet. I want to take you from behind. I want to watch my cock disappear into you. I want to watch your pussy lips turn. I loved that.” “Loved what?” My husband asked me “Hmm…that I was doing it. That another man was ‘knowing me’ just like you do. That I was craving another man’s uncovered cock so much. Soon I was telling him I wanted him to cum in me and I surprised myself how much I meant it. He didn’t have to be told twice, he loved it. I have to admit, I loved it too, every thick and musky drop of it!” We walk each other to our bedroom arm and arm in deep anticipation of what is to come. I strip down to. "Perhaps we'll have to come and watch." There's only one game left before Christmas, and it's away at Nailsworth. It's not far, but I don't know if I'll be playing." Why not?" asked Ruth.I thought quickly, "I felt a twinge in my right calf near the end of today's game," I lied. "I tore a muscle in it last season and I don't want a repeat, I'll see how it is at training on Wednesday." Why don't you let Mum work on it for a while?." Your mum?" I asked glancing at Kate."Mum was a physiotherapy.