That first meeting was at a campus watering hole. Beers in hand, we struck up a conversation, or should I say, she struck up a conversation that ended...with us in her bed, fucking like rabbits for half the night. It’s been that way ever since. She leads, I follow. I do whatever I can to keep her happy. Our sex life together has always been exceptionally good. Mutually satisfying and varied, until recently, at least. Having been diagnosed with COPD, it has become more and more difficult to get. I pushed against the wall as he assaulted my ass. Soon his was thrusting deep into my ass forcing his dick in and out at a fast pace. My ass burned with pain under the constant fast fucking, my grunts had become a little less loud. After about 2 minutes of hard fucking he then pulled out!. “ Mmm, your ass is tight, I need a small break because I want to fuck it a long time”. I breathed deeply recovering from the attack on my ass .He then reentered me but this time he went at a much. I’d use of the old Sunday school room, now a repository for Nativity costumes, maps of the Holy Land, plastic milk jugs -- o idea why the jugs -- a sofa, a tax-time offload from a parishioner with allergies. Sunday school rooms tend to accumulate such things. Not exactly a medical office, but it’s where Maryanne did her work. “Parish Nurse” taped on the door established jurisdiction.I’d see campers on Sunday during coffee hour, a Methodist institution specified on the Wittenberg Door. Nobody. I had showered and had my evening meal. I was sitting in my nice warm lorry cab on my laptop surfing the web, curtains closed and heating on. I was wearing just my boxers and reading some great stories on the Lush web pages, giving my now hard cock a gentle rub when there was a knock on my passenger side door.I moved over to the passenger side of my cab and opened the curtain, there standing below was a stunning young brunette, she looked so cold in her flimsy attire.I opened the window and the.