If only I could get Jill to listen to me. If only I could get her to believe me. If only. If only. If only.I'd told her the previous day that I would ...ever stop her if she chose to leave me. You don't keep a dove caged up. Somehow I didn't think I was going to have to make good on my promise so soon when I made it.I was going to miss her. I knew that. Such a short time, but we felt so right for each other. I was alone when I found her, I could stand to be alone again. I wouldn't enjoy it now. Despite her slow moves, it was enough to bring both of them to the pleasure heights. Quickly Vic lowered his hands, finding a home on Madame’s buttocks, holding them while she fucked him.At Madame’s suggestion, the couple moved to where his bed’s headboard was, with Vic’s back leaning against the wooden structure. He took Madame again on his lap, and the humping session continued, now with the brunette singer finding a way to keep her balance on her lover, while Vic kept his firm hands on her. Finally, in almost a whisper, she asked, “Where’s my Romeo?”Momentarily confused, Hanson finally responded, “Oh, Buddy, he’s in the side room.”“His name may really be Buddy, but he’s Romeo to me.”“That’s OK with me,” Hansen said as he walked over and opened a door.Romeo was lying in a large dog bed. When Judy walked in, he raised himself up, his tail wagging. Judy squatted down and began petting him. Glancing down, she saw the tip of his cock, red and pointed, protruding from its protective. We still spoke often through emails, and texting. And when she could she came home, and we made love. We had done so when she returned to celebrate her twenty-fifth birthday. It was wonderful. Then I had been more aggressive and threw myself at Chester. I had caught him masturbating to some online porn and I had taken over. He had not refused the offer of my favors. That had been a great week-end. We hadn't had anymore hook-ups, since he was very busy trying to keep his newest job. But he was a.