" I said trying to bear my soul."Oh Dean, you ARE the man of my dreams, I think. The other night when we made love I wondered if it was so good becaus... it had been so long. But right now I know it was so good because of all it meant to me, and to you. My husband made me happy in bed and I wasn't exactly a virgin when I got married, but the intensity of us together the other night was SO special. It was so good that I didn't think we could be real, but right now I feel just as strongly as when. " So you staying in tonight?" What? You kidding? A bunch of us are going downtown in a little bit. Why don't you come with us? Friday night is no time to have your nose in a book." I don't know, Tom. I got a big test on Monday." C'mon dude, you got all weekend to study. It'll do your mind some good to get out and have some fun before you hit the books."Tom was always asking him to come downtown Friday night, and Wendell sometimes felt guilty that he always had something serious to do, either a. I almost started feeling sorry for her. I know she probably would have been giggling if our roles were reversed, but I just get squeamish when I see someone in pain. Maybe because I can't help but imagine what it would feel like. I held my breath, hoping for a miracle..."The fuck..." I closed my hand over my mouth, not wanting to interrupt with another outburst. But I could barely contain myself. She was using her teeth to bite the slack of his belt and moving her head ever so slightly to work. His cock was now hard and it was huge and bigger than anything I had ever seen before in my dad's porno mags, etc. The guy pulled his pants completely off and sat down next to me. He placed his hand behind my head and started to push my face down toward his crotch. I resisted a little bit and he told me that this was NOT a one way street and that I had to satisfy him too.I went ahead and leaned over and placed my face just above his crotch. His big hard cock was only a couple of inches from my.