‘Slow down honey, wow I guess this life does make you horny,’ I said but I need a little foreplay before we fuck. He obliged placing one finger in...o my dry vagina to lubricate it. Finally his kisses and his finger got me the wetness I needed. ‘Oh my god, Doug, you feel good!’ I burst out as his cock went in as deep as it could go. It felt okay, but guilt struck me knowing how much better Russ felt fucking me earlier. The guilt lasted only for a few moments when my hubby came quickly. I could. It was a very old style control.The boiler was completely silent. I pressed the relay inside the control box which should have turned on the burner motor, manually operated. Nothing happened. I made mention there was no power so I located the electrical service panel and it was of course ancient. Both sides, the neutral-ground and the positive were fused separate like in the old, old days. I located the fuse labeled “Heat” and it was loose. I screwed it in and the boiler started.“Fuse?” She. She also decided that she wouldn't beg or plead again for him to stop. She refused to give him the satisfaction. She could not, however, keep from crying. Her cheek pressed against the table, tears ran across her face as she bit her lip to keep silent. Then she felt the head of his hard cock probing her cunt until it pressed into the opening. He stepped forward slightly and thrust his hips against her ass. She felt his cock slam into her, all the way, in one sudden move. He began ramming it. We made out tons. Lots of groping, fondling, kissing, even some licking. Brent loves my titties, which is great because I love to have him suck on them. In truth, I was begging him in my mind to just stick his big pecker inside me. I think he knew, but he never got too direct. Thank God, because I don’t know if I would had the self-control to stop him. Finally the day came when I was ready to have him. I invited him over, kicked out my roommate, and made dinner. We ate, made out on the couch.