Maybe we could still be friends. Maybe she'd let me snuggle her once in a while in between her hot college guys like Vincenzo, so I could pretend that...it all wasn't just a beautiful dream.That's when I broke down crying for real. Hard and deep. My whole body shook with it. I pulled into my driveway and just let it all out, marveling at how only twenty minutes ago I was telling Steve how I would enjoy the beautiful experience for as long as I could, little realizing that it would be over within. They dropped together onto the bed, her robe falling apart to expose the riches of her willing body to him, her legs going wide and her pussy throbbing with need. But then a thought blazed through her, and she turned aside, badly as she craved the thrusting of his prick. She wanted something else more, and tore her mouth free to begin it."Darling--" Chuck's voice was puzzled, and his hands dropped reluctantly from her tits as she slid down, moved her mouth down his throat to his collar bone."I. All 7” of this piece of glass sculpture were fully embedded into her depths and her eyes opened wide in delight at each thrust, she shuddered in pure delight. Withdrawing it slightly I realised the perfectly sculpted glass cock head was rubbing her G spot perfectly. After a few minutes I reached forward and withdrew the dildo and gently replaced it with her much bigger lube coated rabbit vibrator. As I worked it deeper inside, her body was writhing around in sheer ecstasy.I was going to lick. I was working at Merrill Lynch in Princeton, New Jersey, at the time. One of the managers came looking for me as there was a phone call for me.I never got phone calls at work. Surprised was my word that day.The babysitter was on the phone. We, my wife and I, had left the main numbers for each of us 'just in case'.She said that my son had fallen out of the tree in her front yard. He had gotten the wind knocked out of him. His back was sore. His stomach was hurting him. She didn't want to take.