Sometimes we fucked as loving couple lusting for each other, sometimes, when we were both drunk I fucked her senseless while she tried to push me away... even screaming or hitting me, but it was all just a game we played. Back then I thought she was the only woman I would ever have, I loved her, though we never talked that much, we lay together, we kissed, we fucked then kissed again. We did talk of course, about school and about others, but she never talked about herself, what I didn’t find. Helen always found it a good place to think, and she’d had it converted into a study. A large TV on one wall played the video of Troy and Julie’s wedding three weeks ago. La Contessa sat in a Louis XIV chair with a cigarette in one hand and a remote control in the other, occasionally pausing the video to study some detail she’d noticed. She’d stopped at the point where the priest asked if the best man had the rings. Everyone laughed when Julie lifted her finger in a ‘just a moment’ gesture,. “Have you got a condom?” she asked, “Because I don’t.”Suddenly my heart dropped; did I have a condom? Frantically I searched the drawers by the bed with no luck. Then suddenly I remembered that I’d seen just one in my wash bag. Grabbing it swiftly, I quickly returned to Marissa, my cock growing with every step I took.She took the package from me and ripped it open with her teeth.“Lie down,” she instructed, “I think I need to be on top.” With that she moved to the side, allowing me to lie down.. When we got home, I walked straight to the bedroom and grabbed the Astroglide and sat in on the bed and I leaned over the bed. When John walked in I said to him, "I want you to fuck my dirty little asshole. That belongs to you, no other man gets to fuck that."He leaned over me, kissed me and rand his hands all over my body before taking my shirt off. He then pulled my pants down just over my ass as he loves to do and starting licking my pussy. No man has ever eaten pussy like John and he was.