She could feel Steve's finger as it probed into her kitty, only this time it seemed to be reaching depths she had never felt.He was in, his finger was...seated palm deep into her tight pussy, and she hadn't really seemed to notice. She was tight, really tight, his dick was going to be in for a rough ride trying to squeeze its way into this vise.Steve pulled his mouth away from Katy's pussy and grabbed the jar of cream thinking he might need more in order to get his cock into her. She was. Yuh got me so fahr? I wantcha tuh be happy. Right? Yuh’ll nevuh bee happy wanderin’ wit’out me. Okay? Can we at least be honest about dat?”“I’ve been miserable wandering without you,” I replied, “That’s the gods honest truth. Every time I went to some place we’ve been, I’d just sit there being sad remembering the good times we had. Every time I went someplace new, I was miserable wishing you were there, or sad that I could never tell you about it.”“I’ve always been dere wit’ yuh,” she replied,. Yet, parting ways was inevitable.It was almost a year ago when she first realized that she was falling out of love. At first she blamed herself, as she always does. Then she blamed me and started to find faults in me. She convinced herself that she never loved me. She needed those lies to tarnish my image in her heart. Slowly, she killed the caring, cheesy person that I had awoken in her.However, at that moment she could not bear to see me in distress and she broke down with me. Her hands were. ”“Is that you, Fred?”“Yes, I’ve come back like we agreed.”“What’s it like?”“Well, I get up in the morning, I have sex. I have breakfast, off to the golf course, I have sex. I bathe in the sun, then I have sex twice. I have lunch, another romp around the golf course, then sex pretty much all afternoon. After supper, golf course again. Then I have sex until late at night. The next day it starts again.”“Oh, Fred, you surely must be in heaven.”“Not exactly, I’m a rabbit on a golf course in Des.