“The emotions and joy are almost too much to process. A year ago I wouldn’t have anticipated these turns of events.”“No one deserves this more...than you, Kara,” he replied. “By the way, I have something of yours.” He reached into his pocket, retrieved her engagement ring and slid it onto her finger, stacking it above her wedding band. “Now, the look is complete.”Kara held up her hand and admired the rings. “You’re not cross with me for keeping my maiden name, are you?”“Not at all. You’re Kara. Well I am a great fan of this site. is has such a juicy stories which just gives me a hard on when I read them few stories r fake n few r just fantasies but the real ones are too good.Well let me not waste any further time. This is my true life story n my 1st experience which I probably won’t forget ever. I have a friend Aditya (Name Changed) whom I know since a pretty long time we used to go to the same tuition during schooling. he had a cousin Neha(N C) she was so good looking n had a perfect. ” Mr. Matthews let go of Tim’s hand and leaned in a little. “You are playing football, right?”“Oh yeah. I play at Roosevelt, and we just had a game last night.”“Y’all won, right?”“Oh, most definitely,” Tim answered while fidgeting with his ear pods.“Well then, what the hell are you doing mowing the lawn? Geez, win a big game, and your reward is to mow the lawn! ‘Awww, come on, dad!’” Mr. Matthews mimicked a complaining teenager. Mr. Matthews had a laid-back and friendly demeanor about him, and. .." I didn't know what to say or how to start."You what, John?"I looked into her brown eyes, and almost lost myself. I looked at her mouth and saw a tiny smear of Dan's cum. My cock twitched."I'm sorry," I stammered."Sorry for what, exactly?" She gave me a hard look. I could tell she was trying to remain calm and dispassionate."I'm sorry...we, I mean...Kimberly, I'm sorry about all the shit. I'm sorry about not working harder at our relationship. I'm sorry we got to where we are." I saw a.