He kept me there forever, each time I started to come down he would push me back over the edge. Finally I found myself on top of him limp and nearly e...hausted. Muscles quivering with the aftershocks of my orgasm and pussy soaked with my own juices. He was still inside me and as I leaned down to kiss him I realized he had not cum yet. “Better?” he asked. “Mmhmm.” I croaked out. When did I lose my voice? “Good.” He rolled over, pushing me onto my back and hooked my knees over his shoulders. I. In all honesty, there wasn't that much to do. Romy was attentive, as beautiful as ever and the sex varied between very good and spectacular. After a couple of weeks, I began a policy of inviting people for dinner, starting with James Abercromby. The Colonel, I was unsurprised to learn, was an excellent chess-player, and after that, we got together one evening a week to eat and play chess. I fought him to a stalemate a couple of times, but never managed to beat him. Two other evenings each week,. Remember what I said at your wedding about why the bride is always smiling?’ ‘Uhhh, no. I don’t remember just about anything after the ‘I do’ stuff,’ I confessed. ‘Yeah. You were pretty hammered. Anyway, the reason why every bride smiles at her wedding is because she knows she’s just given her last blowjob.’ ‘Tell me about it,’ I groused. ‘Next time read the fine print,’ she laughed. ‘So enough about my lack of head for the past 2 years. Who is your lucky guy?’ I asked. ‘Still Larry. He just. ." her voice trailed off as she realised her mistake. AnnaLee's face crumpled, her tears came easily. "Go," she sobbed, "please go." "No, AnnaLee, I'll not go. I'm sorry for my clumsiness. When you said nothing happened that night I believed you. But something terrible did happen to you and not talking about it will only increase the pain. Talk to me, please," she coaxed. "Telling me will halve your burden. Trust me. I've told you about my most personal life. I trust you not to tell anyone.