I checked in on her and she was still passed out, so I smacked her ass hard to wake her up. Her head shot up off the mattress and she looked around th... room confused, asking me who I was and where she was. Her head was still spinning from the drugs and alcohol. I explained to her that she had picked me up from the bar and she came back to my place and fucked me. When she denied it, I clicked a button to playback the video that I had recorded earlier. It showed her walking in my bedroom. I guess that I am still in love with her; so sex just stopped being fun for me.”“But sometimes sex is just sex. Sex can be a recreation. Sex is not love and love is not sex. When I was 17, I thought I was in love and I was at a party and got drunk and wanted this guy’s dick in me so bad I did not stop to have him put on a rubber. I ended up getting pregnant with Dara and ever since then I have been a mom. I found out the hard way about sex and love. I was thinking with my pussy and not my. The cool flow of water did nothing to lower the growing heat in my simmering balls that pressed into the matted folds of her sopping wet pussy as my dick nuzzled onto her slippery arsehole. Taking her hair up in a wet bundle on top of her head to let the shower spray the rest of the soap out, I began peppering the nape of her neck with quick kisses as she moaned delightedly. "Don't do that you horny bugger, you'll get me going again." That's - the - idea" I muttered against her ear kissing the. I usually ignored him, I didn’t want to hear about it.” “I wasn’t his first, was I? He said I was but I never believed him.” “You guys were out of high school when you had sex, of course you weren’t his first!” “What a jerk! I think I need more wine, how about you?” “Please!!!” We opened another bottle and poured two very full glasses. “Who was your first Ryan?” “Do we have to discuss this?” “No, I’m just curious.” “It was Lacy, the girl I dated my sophomore year.” “That was when we were in.