The week after that I'm turning pro, as I told you in my last e-mail, and then I have the US Open the week after that so I'm not planning on going hom... until the first week of July. But if you need me I can fly home whenever you want." Jennifer was disappointed to have to wait almost three months and Dave could tell by her sigh. He continued, "I promise I'll call you every week so we can simply talk, is that okay?"She finally replied, "I'd like that. I love you, Dave — and I really miss you."He. Usje baad hum bate karne lage usne muje aakar hug kiya aur kaha ke I miss you mene bi jvab mein miss you kaha jab vo muje hag kar rahi thi tab mera loda jo ke 6 inches lamba tha ek dam khada ho gya jaise use salaami de raha hu mene use bahut se kiss kiye vo bi mast ho rahi thi jab mene use kaha ke mein aj usse sex Karna chata hun tu usne inkaar kar diya mene bi kaha chalo kooi baat nahi n again mene use kiss karna shuru kiya kiss karte karte mera tu jhad gya thaor mene dekh ke uski salwaar mein. She opened her eyes again. Her face was fucking covered, and I mean covered. She didn't pause to clean though. She just sucked it twice more, then hopped up and pulled her panties down. She then bent over her bed."You're not done yet. I need that cock in my pussy." I happily obliged. It was still soaked from her saliva so it slid right in. I pounded that bitch so fucking hard, I thought I was going to break the bed. I pumped and pumped, and she was fucking moaning, but still trying to be quiet. We were apart now, and I was alone, as she was in another man’s bed. A man I’d allowed her and maybe even encouraged her to meet. A man who was a caricature for masculinity and virility, and who had bedded Claire that night and given her more pleasure than she’d ever had from me in bed.My tears started up again as these thoughts surged through my brain, like the destructive and panic inducing flood waters of a Tsunami. And as these thoughts and tears returned, my mind’s eye replayed the sights.