I could get angry about it but then remembered how my body had betrayed my true feelings by responding to the attention I was getting. Maybe also I w...s more susceptible and responsive due to the fact that normal sex in my case was fast becoming a distant memory. By the end of that day I had resolved to put the whole thing down to experience and never tread that sort of path again if I could avoid it. I had an uneasy feeling that the owner of the restaurant was aware of what had been going. "Uhgh, Jen!" he gasped as he jerked and spasmed above me.He gave a last desperate thrust, buried himself deep and let his sperm flow inside me with spitting bursts of fire. We kissed passionately as the warmth spread through me and I told him that I loved him.We laid together for a long time.I felt him slowly withdrawing as our lust cooled and we came to our senses breathing hard. "Am I heavy?" he asked as he eased up to look down at me."No, you will never be too heavy. I love this feeling." I. He’s been fucking me. “If you do this properly, that may stop. “But if you can’t do this properly, then I will have him visit, and he’ll fuck me in front of you. You will kneel on the floor right up close and watch his big thick cock stretch my cunt wide. You will listen to me groan with pleasure as he fills me with cum. He seems to produce so much cum, it’s often still leaking into my panties when you get home and we sit having tea together. If you can’t do this properly, he’ll have to show. As I looked across the room I could see the sheets spread across the floor lightly covering skirts, shirts, bras and underwear. The couch cushions weren’t even close to the couch anymore and the pillowcases had long since left the pillows. As I tried to find the clock that had been knocked off of the night stand I could feel the bed wet with the juices of sex. Finally I found the clock underneath a pair of panties and saw the time. It was 1:06 PM. A game that had begun about 9:00 the night.