The rhythm was insatiable. The rhythm possessed me. It began quietly, but slowly Andy's grunts and groans were added to the music. As he withdrew, I w...s able to inhale amyl nitrate into my brain. I sensed Danielle was beating her cock to the same rhythm as Andy was thrusting into me. It all seemed in time with the music. "Give it up, do as I say. Give it up and let me have my way." Suddenly, Andy's groans became more constant. His trusts became erratic. His cock began to swell outward in by. She closed her eyes smiled and sighed, wrapped her arms around his neck and spread her legs. He made love to her so gently and sweetly. She decided she likes sex in the morning. It was peaceful and easy, so full of love and tenderness. That is until this wild man got so turned on he went nuts on her sweet ass. She was going crazy by this time too. The orgasm hit her like a ton of bricks. His cock was stroking her sweet wet pussy and she was squeezing his thick dick as hard as she could. When. Yes, that was the expression that went through my head when I thought about last night. Linda and I had “made love.” It was years since I’d had a one-night stand, long before I was married, but I had never before looked at a one night stand as being about, “making love.” Yet, when I replayed the events of last night in my mind, that’s the way I saw what Linda and I had done together. I turned to my left, but there was no-one in the bed with me, although the rumpled sheets and pillow still had a. I wrote my story so that i could also share my unique experience with my mother with the readers of iss. But my mom was not aware of my publishing our story to the public. When she came to know about it she became very upset with me. She said that she did not want others to know about us like this. I also felt bad about it and thought that it was inappropriate to hurt her feelings. I stopped writing again. But a lot of fan mails kept on coming urging me to write further. However i still decided.