I knew then that you would never make love to me again, in that amazing way that always leaves me weak and quivering inside. But I cherish what we had...together, and always will. In my head, in my heart, and in my loins.Never before you had I ever imagined I would have a lover like you. Selfless, thinking only of me most times, and I know willing to fight and even die for me. When those guys hurt you, you were so busted up, but your first thought when you were aware was how I was. You were. I have led a very comfortable lifestyle filled with sex, lust, and love. All of this provided by a lady I have always thought of as ‘Granny’. I may be shallow but I’m incredibly happy! This is My Story: I am lucky to have an almost photographic memory, if I’ve seen it I can nearly always recall it, no matter how long ago it happened. Unfortunately my recall for conversations is no-where near as good so although the events I describe are certainly accurate, I have had to fill in some blanks in. Never in her wildest dreams, did she imagine she could feel this way.Doug increased the intensity of his efforts as he felt the inevitability of release. Holding himself deep in Michelle’s mouth, he came. Wave after wave burst forth, as Michelle, gagging slightly was trying her best to swallow all he gave her. Mike was now doing full length powerful strokes, his sac slapping fiercely against Cindy. “Oh Mike, make me cum!”Reaching forward and grabbing her breasts, he was like an uncaged animal.. Pat was a big woman, certainly not obese but also not too far short of it. Her face was not unattractive, although sometimes she had so much make-up on that it made her look tarty. She often got suggestive comments from customers, but she just laughed them off, especially if Cyril was nearby.What was not known was that Pat was sex-starved with Cyril not having touched her for months, so sometimes she flirted in the hope of getting fucked although she was not really sure if she would go through.