.. ?”“That’s my boyfriend.”“Is he the one that left the cum in you that I tasted?”She grinned broadly as she replied, “He put some in th...re early this morning after spending the night. But what you probably tasted was the guy that was in this bed just before lunch.”That revelation made my cock started growing again. She did feel that and said, “That’s what I like, a man who can appreciate a popular pussy.”This time I rolled her on top and had my way with those magnificent tits as she rode me to. .and watching....and I didn't mind which she used. The college and the lane.....Tuesday evening finally came along. And boy was I nervous!Our plan was to pick Kath up, she lived a couple streets away, then drop them both off at college for 6. Pick them back up again at 7.30, then go down a quiet country lane I knew of.I had told Maria the course actually finished at 8 giving us at least a 30 minute window, plus traffic etc we could probably get away with 45 without attracting suspicion.Betty. He read the cue and I felt him unbuckle my belt and undo the button of my jeans. Then his hand want back in and I felt him touching my cock. I was hard. I hadn't realized until he touched me. He suggested we would be more comfortable on his bed. I nodded. He helped me up and took me by the hand to the next room. When we were next to his bed he stopped and turned and pulled me against him. I felt my bare chest against the silk of his robe and his hands pulling on my ass as he ground his hard. I was desperate to make her happy, to show her with my words and my body that her happiness is mine, too. After Paris, I began to understand what she had fought in her youth, saw just how it affected her and the idea that I could change that seemed too tantalising to ignore. It was a goal I had to set myself to. I developed a new kind of vigour in the way I cared for her, I left more notes, made her more cups of coffee, told her everyday that I loved her and wanted nothing but her happiness..