“Come to the bedroom and get undressed. We need to hurry so Dinita can get to work.”It didn’t really take long to get Hayden settled down. The a...mosphere at Dinita’s house had let us completely ignore the nudity. Hayden was a mature man, and after the initial shock and a few sidelong glances at Dinita, settled in comfortably.Of course, after Dinita left for work, we ravished our man. By the time she returned the next day, we were all at the hospital to visit Brian.The next few weeks were. It did. My orgasm hit like a tidal wave. Surrounding me, washing over me, consuming me. It was so intense, so overwhelming that I couldn’t talk. But he already knew that. He was in control of my body anyway, so why wouldn’t he know that. Five minutes later I finally managed to whisper, ‘oh, that felt so good, so good…goodnight, Mark’. Then I hung up the phone. But not until he had convinced me that I was laying on top of him, his erection deep inside me, while he dragged the tips of his. He let go of me from the hug and turned and hugged from behind this time. Now I could feel his hands roughing up my full grown melons over the sweat shirt. I could also feel his thick big dick buried in my ass. He slid his hands inside my sweatshirt and squeezed my tits over the bra.While I was enjoying Mark’s playing with my tits with his hands, I also loved the way he was grinding his cock in my ass. I closed my eyes and was feeling the warmth of Mark’s body. He turned me around again and. Look, Jared, this is what it comes down to. I think about when I'm forty and sitting on a porch swing watching my four kids run around. I absolutely know, deep in my gut, no matter what happens, that I'm going to be sitting next to you. No doubt in my mind. That's the important part. But the other part-less important, but it's still there-is that I don't want to be sitting on that porch swing saying 'what if?' and wondering what I missed."I couldn't help but smile. "Four kids?"She grinned back..