. not quite. And now the touch. Lips ... on his lips. So soft he could hardly feel them, but they were there just the same.His head jerked back in ala...m. He was awake now, coming out of that confusing dream, wondering what had happened. And then he knew. Connie! She was kneeling before him. It had been her scent. Her lips. As his consciousness came back, he looked around. He was on the boat. Connie wasn't crying, she was smiling at him. He reached up to rub his eyes and remembered the. I was with Sarah in the change room one afternoon after swimming comps and just by chance all the other girls had finished changing and left to go to class, leaving Sarah and me together, suddenly she placed her hand on my bare arm and smiled so sweetly as she said "you were wonderful today Lauren, you swam so well" I could feel myself blush and I naturally dropped my head a little, it was then I noticed that she had removed her swimmers and showered, but hadn't yet started to dress for class,. But for two years he'd asked himself the same question over and over without finding one good reason. Sometimes he said she might have been in love with another guy, but then he would take this thought out of his mind saying that she was an honest person and that she would have told him the truth.Something happened that day after the wedding. Something he hadn't been able, until this moment know what it was. And it seemed he would never know as the only one who knew why was Sam and right now. His breathing became rapid and turned to gasps, which in turn changed to cries of relief. He gripped the mattress and pushed his hips up as high as he could as he felt the first hot spurts fire into her belly. She was relentless, feasting on each bullet his cock shot. Ughhhh, ugh, ugh&hellip,.. he rose up and screamed. Damn it! Just as she released him, he fell exhausted on the bed, panting in a weakened state. He lay there just feeling his chest go up and down, and the muscles in his legs.