Ab mera lund pura khada ho chuka tha toh fir mercy ne mere lund pe condom chadaya aur khud table par let gayi. Main bhi table par dhire dhire chada au... uske uper let gaya. Mercy ne apni dono tange kholi aur maine apna lund uski chut ke ched par laga aur ek hi dhake me adha ghusa diya, aur hilane laga toh ab mercy puri sath de rahi thi, ah ah kar rahi thi. Jaise hi maine apna pura lund uski chut me dala usne ek jor ki ahhhhhh awaj nikali aur bolne lagi fuck me fuck me harder. Main apni puri jor. I wanted nothing more in the world than to scoop her back into my embrace and tell it was all right, that she was a good person and loved, especially by me.I realized then that I wasn't in love with Sammi anymore, I was in love with Moira, and had been since the first time we played together. Damn, why did she have to be so married? Of course, with my track record, it wouldn't have mattered anyway.Instead of following my instincts, I helped her into the rocking chair and got her a box of. She pulled a Playboy out and flipped thru it. She asked me why men looked at this stuff. She wanted to know why her husband would look at those women when she was right there. She stood up and spun around with her arms up showing a nice but a little chubby body. Then she asked why men want women to shave their pussys. I told her I am not particular, some pussy do not look good shaved. Sara said that her husband had been hounding her to shave her snatch. I told Sara my wife sometimes shaves. So the next morning was the day, everything went smoothly and I didn't feel a thing obviously with the help of anesthesia. Next thing I knew, I woke up, my mother next to me asking if I was ok.I also distinctly remember a nurse behind my mother checking things on my tubing etc.I always had a thing for nurses.I know many people too have a thing for nurses. I told my mother I was ok although I felt like shit and I went back to sleep the anesthesia still taking effect. When I woke up next, I don't.