He could tell. Yet, money wasn’t everything. Even though she was smiling and was seemingly happy, there was a sadness about her. Even though she had...beautiful eyes, she had sad eyes. She looked as if she had survived something horrific or had endured a personal tragedy so bad that it changed her and forced her to prematurely grow from a child to a woman. Reading more into her external beauty, there was something deep within her that she was hiding. He didn’t know what that was at the time but,. He began kissing me, and then slowly started making out with me... and I realized he wasn't fucking me to cum yet, he wanted to have an intimate moment with me as he fucked me... he wanted the full experience with me, and I understood what he was doing. I whispered in his ear "thank you for fucking me so good, your wife is incredibly lucky". He started to fuck me faster, but stopped and pulled out, and moved over between Emily's legs and did the same thing... slow strokes as he savored. She was a hot little number 19-20 years old. Dressed in khaki shorts and a white tank top her legs were smooth and tanned but muscled and her blond hair was pulled into a ponytail. She had been a student here for five years now and she was trying to get into a Police Academy and so she worked out here often. I had seen her on several occasions learning Kung Fu and Tang So Do and today she carried in her Bo Staff. She smiled and I smiled and she asked where Master Frank was. I told her that he. I felt normal for the first time in a while, but that period of decency also came to an end.When she began school and became busy with her classes and college life, I had too much time on my hands once again. The porn forum practically threw a party when I returned from my hiatus with fresh photos of Morgan. The guys now knew she lived with me, so my mailbox was constantly slammed with requests. They wanted shots of her underwear, shots of her sleeping, showering, and quite a few even suggested.