When he went into the Marines, he'd write me letters and started calling me J; just the letter. I liked it, and it stuck." Neat! Tell me more about yo...rself," responded Shannon.We had some kind of natural rapport, he and I, and I spent the next twenty minutes talking about growing up, being adopted, finding mybio-mom and sister, among other things. I was definitely sexually attracted to Shannon, though not romantically. He listened intentlythough, asking just a few questions, and I could easily. It’s obvious they are very much in love. Sharon and I had been that way in the beginning, but after a few years of marriage we are like most couples. I like to think of it as; secure enough in our love for each other that we don’t have to advertise it to the world. Either that, or we’re just bored. Anyway, the primary quality I’ve noticed that Heather has is a very respectful attitude towards Dave. That’s what really makes me jealous. And Dave has alluded more than once to the. !” He finally gave way to the impulse to release his seed into the darkness of my love nest. The moment he said married pussy, I was lost into another earth shattering orgasm. My pussy clamped around his dick and pushed him over the edge. He launched his man cream deep into my body. The pulsing of his prick sent me tumbling over and over again, one climax after another. His load overflowed my tunnel and spewed onto both of us.The warmth of his seed filled me with such pleasure. I am used to a hard pounding so I was confused by his gentle fucking. He kept the slow steady pace but did finally reach my prostate. He was like a grandfather clock, in-out, in-out at a painfully slow speed. The slow steady pace and the regular stimulation of my prostate started to kick in and I started to enjoy this method of fucking. This slow on-off stimulation of the prostate had a resonance effect and soon I was flying high. My cock was throbbing and I thought I would cum without.