. .but I just’ I looked up at the taxi driver, he was on his blue tooth talking to someone quickly about something that seemed important. I looked b...ck at Jay and moved in on him, he met me half way and kissed me back softly. We broke looked at each other and went back for more. His lips were firm and I felt his slight 5’oclock shadow lightly rub against my soft skin. He was a great kisser. As we stayed there exploring each other’s lips, slowly our tongues joined in and intertwined ever so. She was on her knees in front of me with her ass and pussy lifted high making her totally vulnerable to the full power of my brutal onslaught. At this moment it was as though I was a wild stallion about to mount and breed his mare. The head of my massive cock found the soft wet opening of her now fully flooded pussy and with no thought of tenderness or gentleness I drove the full length of my rigid cock into her yielding body. The urgency of my need and desire to possess her was matched. I'm sorry you feel so sad," Miss Stevens continued,gently running her hand through my hair."I-I've made so m-many m-mistakes," I wept, my words interrupted by mycrying. "I don't want to be in prison. I don't want to be locked inchastity. I want to go home. I m-miss my m-m-mum!" I know, sweetie, I know," Miss Stevens whispered gently, passing me afresh tissue. "I know. I was wondering when your 'tough-guy' facade wouldstart to break. I know you're not a bad boy, Josh - you fell in with thewrong. I workout 4 days a week and take some aerobics 2 days a week. I am still in very good shape, if I do say so. I know guys like to look at me and I encourage it whenever I can. Love to bend over so they can see down my top, or up my skirt. It gets me as hot as it does them. Being 30 something, I can still pass for a young 25 year old. I know I’m a flirt, I just can’t help it when I see a good looking hunk. By the end of the third month of our short marriage I was ready for some real cock. God I.