She was breathing and gasping deeply as the hardness of his cock stimulated every sensory nerve ending on the walls of her insides as it pressed solid...y against her flesh. ‘Aah…aah…yeah…yeah I’m good…Christ your cock’s nice’, she gasped. She could feel his balls slapping against her flesh as she continued to bob up and down. She paused for a moment and leaning forward, started to gyrate her hips, grinding against him. ‘Christ…Jenna…let me suck your tits…’ She leaned slightly further. "Oh Beth, I wish you hadn't come here tonight. You're only hurting both of us. I had created the vague possibility of being able to build a new life, hard work - a new home - a bachelor's life..." Like Dave's you mean? An endless circle of one night stands, the occasional affair that lasts a month or two. God, Tim. I know you, you don't want that. Is that how you see this flat? As a bachelor's lair for seducing silly young girl's you can pick up in some seedy nightclub? Good God, Tim, you'll be. Or maybe you don’t want to work for it? I could give you a nice, wet blow job that would be so relaxing.’ ‘Choices,’ he thought. ‘You’ve only come twice tonight and I feel so selfish since you’ve given me so many.’ ‘Hmm…’ she let him consider how she might please him. With excited expectation she watched his face for an indication, as though watching the wheel of fortune slowing, ticking the pegs at its edge, not wishing for one or the other result, just delighted at the prospect of him coming.. It became very frustrating to me because I felt Jim might never quite understand how it all felt to me, being swept up by some guy, and then so easily overlooking him in the process. Just like that very night...—————Well I did it again. Got carried away in that spectacular moment and forgot about Jim. I’m sure many of you will judge me for continually doing that to him but believe me it’s hard managing all those dynamics well. You gotta remember I am talking about earth shaking experiences with.