"Aarrggghhhh," she moaned, and her hips slowly began to roll in time with my ramming. I could feel the sexual tension building within her, each lusty ...unge into her love hole causing a quiver or cry of pleasure. Again she came, moaning, crying, rolling her hips, enjoying all the pleasures of being a woman as my jet of juice squirted into her. My softening sex sword allowed girlie goo to dribble down her inner thighs. She pushed me away. "Enough, I've had enough for now. Let me rest a little. Her head dropped back to the recliner and the book fell from her hands. I quickly entered through the back gate and walked over to her.Tempting as it was I dared not touch her out here. I had seen her from outside and someone else might see me! Instead I walked past her to the patio door and into the house. A quick search found no one present in the house so I switched off the device. The bedroom closet seemedto have only her clothes. The other bedroom was set up as an office and had. Wearing only an extra-large hoody, panties and flip flops I began my journey down the broken sidewalk winding my way between the dilapidated buildings that had yet to be renovated. The lighting was poor to nonexistent but the beacon from the laundry room guided me toward my destination. Other than a young Black teen passing me on the sidewalk there wasn’t a soul about. When I finally arrived I found half the machines to be broken, the coin boxes damaged and pilfered. I loaded up two washers,. Over the next two years our phone calls stopped,then when our second daughter was born we moved to Wimbledon, and I became a dad and a husband, and apart from an affair with a younger Japanese woman, I was a good dad and husband.I never tried to contact Harry until it was to late.Then before Christmas 1999, after a works Christmas party,I could not get a taxi.so one of the guys I worked with, said come back to mine we can have a drink and I will call you a taxi home from there.I knew he was.