I wish we could have gotten to know each other in a different way." No, it's not that bad. But I know what you mean." Yeah, I just feel really bad. I ...eel guilty." You shouldn't! I'm serious!" Yeah?" Yeah. But you regret it," he told her suddenly, admitting it to himself."Well, I wouldn't say I regret it regret it... I mean, I wish it wasn't like that. I was drunk, and on the rebound, you know? So I wish that could have been different... " Yeah, I know." You regret it though?" Regret it?" he. It seems he was a complete tearaway and when he became big enough was not averse to knocking her about." Ugh! Is she small?" Yes and malnourished I'd guess. She's thin as a rake and her face is gaunt. However once she starts eating properly again I think she'll become very pretty."What does she look like?" Dark hair, brown eyes. Tidily dressed but her clothes looked pretty tired." Poor thing. How old is she?" About your age at a guess." And when does she start?" Tomorrow week on a three month. He'll now know the intimate, sensual scent of your pussy and what your juices taste like". Hearing those words as my husband fucked me caused me to fall flush, I experienced a shortness of breath, my breasts began to swell, my nipples got hard, I haven't thought about it in a sexual manner. "Ohh fuck, ohhh fuck, Yes, fuck me, fuck my pussy," The very thought of another male, sexually abusing something so intimate that had covered my naked body, feeling, smelling, tasting, and wearing, brought. Last year I worked for a different company or at least a company with a different name and I was married to ... Shit, I may as well tell you the whole story and let you see why I feel so weird. Sherman, crank up the way back machine. Set it for one year ago today...Okay, last year my name was still Alexander Blake and as mentioned I was on my way to a charity event to honor me as the top man in advertising and make an absolute shit load of money for some charity that I had no interest in.I'm.