Remember that you don't have sex the full time; the couple have moments of intimacy, telling each other things about them or laugh together at somethi...g. These are the moments that make you fall in love or hate each other. If you only want sex, you have two or three couplings and you go home, that's it, you had an itch and scratched it.If I were the husband I would prefer to believe that it was not the first time; because if it was the first time, how shallow was the love she gave me that the. My friends’ train would come any minute, and as I stood outside the station, I could feel myself getting slightly wet. Technically, only one of them was my friend, I had no idea who the other two were, I only knew their names. James, Thomas, and my friend Harry. Finally, the train arrived; I could see Harry and two strangers coming out of the gate. My clit was tingling with lust, and I gave Harry a quick hug, and the other two a handshake. It seemed a bit formal considering what was in the. Pressing hard on her clit I moved my hand fast, the slapping and slurping sounds filling the air and then I felt her body shake as her pussy gripped and loosened on my fingers as she squirted all over my hand and wrist. Taking my hand back I licked my fingers to find her juice was the sweetest I had ever tasted. I could see them watching me licking her cum and she waggled her tongue at me. I stood up and put my engorged cock through the hole. I felt her soft lips go round my head and her tongue. In many places they were head high and my stumbling gait caused me to brush against them. In only a few yards, I was covered with scratches that dripped blood. The sun rose and it became hot and in an hour or so I was terribly thirsty and hungry. In that time I doubted if I had walked a mile and my feet were sore and bleeding and my body looked like I had been scourged with a bramble twigs. Once more the animal track I was tentatively following led back to the shore but from there I could see.