His face, mannerisms, jokes, language were still familiar but fading into a general sense of what he represented, just a period in her life, most like...y similar to like everyone else’s first love.She so desperately wanted to masturbate but the morning didn’t feel like the right time to reward herself, even though she had abstained or been distracted for what felt like years. She had another shift that evening at the restaurant, and would collect the car on Monday around noon and spend the day. That’s called a creampie. Now, a lot of guys won’t do that because they have some issue with tasting cum. I will expect you to get used to tasting not only your own cum in my mouth or my pussy, but probably sometimes your father’s or your brother’s cum. Believe me, fucking a pussy that is full of a load of cum isn’t call sloppy seconds for no reason. And when you fuck a sloppy pussy, your cock doesn’t get enough friction to help you cum. I am not going to go running to the bathroom after. I couldn't cook, so Magumi did that. I tried my best to do everything else for her, while also studying for my exams. I was free from doing chores two weeks before every exam. She made sure I did well in school. And rewarded me with kisses whenever I got good grades. I helped her with her studies, even though she was senior to me. She routinely flunked in Math, but I helped and her grades improved. Magumi's mother visited us very often when we were living in Germany, and she'd come driving her. Then she started kissing him again, and I cold tell she was about to have another orgasm. As I slowly rocked back and forth inside her tightening vagina, her body started to shake. And as she moaned through her husband's kiss, she started shaking all over again. I could feel her legs tighten around me again, but this time it was not my head, but my hips. She let go of her husbands hands and grabbed my ass. She pulled me as deep into her as I could go, and as she finished her orgasm I began.