The room is unfamiliar, as is the bed on which I lay… the cool morning air embraces every inch of my body, bringing to my attention the fact that I ...m completely naked The sheets and covers are a tangled mess strewn across the foot of the bed, spilling onto the floor… providing clues on the night before… and then I realize that I am not alone. A smile comes to my lips as I admire his muscular body… exposed and vulnerable there before me, most of him completely lost to the world… except for one. She grinned to herself and thought, “Yeah, I bet my nipples are really popping out. What the hell? He’ll appreciate the show.”Out on the street, however, she felt a little less certain about the wisdom of leaving with someone she had only met tonight. Warning notes about past flings with bad boys tried to push their way into her consciousness.She found it easy to ignore this moment of wavering – his hand felt warm in hers and her body hummed with an excitement that clearly had its origin. I did notice that after she was seeing Reverend Daugherty at the bars, Sarah began attending services more and more frequently. I really didn't like this much because Sunday morning had been one of the times we still took our time and made love instead of caught a quickie. When I complained I caught hell so I occasionally went to church with her to appease her.I can't say I thought he was a good preacher or that I was becoming more "religious" but as time progressed I began to pay more. I just needed to take just a few more thrusts to get off. Richard smiled and he slowed down his powerful stroking rhythm on me.He stroked me about another dozen times and suddenly I cried I was close to cum.I asked him to pound me harder and then I came; feeling Richard’s warm seed filling my womb at same time. He grunted as he felt me coming on his cock and he shuddered as he released a good amount of semen on me.Richard kept fucking me even after his orgasm had subsided. When he finally.