" I replied."But a woman should know better, fantasies are fantasies and should stay just that. Now I've lost the man I loved."My heart fluttered at t...e word love."Did we love each other?" I asked.Katie pulled back a little so that she could look at me, "I don't know about you, but this is about me. I think I took you for granted, it wasn't until you left that I realised how much I felt for you. I felt empty and lost, and lonely. I've never been so unhappy. Every day I hoped you would call,. It depends on my mood whether I may get nude with her or keep myself clothed for some time. After kissing her neck and sucking her collarbones, I move my hands up to play with her melons. She raises her arms to let me fumble with her strapless top. When I was an infant, she used to uncover her tits and feed me with her milk; now, I'm the one who peels her top down to expose them.My pussy twitches as I ogle at her tits. Without further ado, I touch and squeeze them. They are too big to be. “I think so,” I answered, feeling the pleasure building up, the storm clouds of my own orgasm gathering in the distance. “I think I’m gonna go off like a box of crackers, Simon. I can’t help it,” Lauren said, her voice a little louder than before, her eyes widening, then a low moan came from her. I felt Lauren’s legs wrapping around me, as I drove my cock into her pussy. The two of us were fucking hard, fucking deep, on Lauren’s bed. A middle-aged woman, and a man young enough to be her. As her vision improved, she recognized the bedroom of Cutie's parents. There was the great antique oak rolltop desk, and the carved headboard that Mike had made for them. A single small body was under the covers, and Janelle heard noises in the attached bathroom and saw a light under the door. The light went off and the door opened; Mike walked out wearing -- nothing! Janelle thought he was handsome, even if he was as old as her father. Seeing him naked took her breath away. Thinking about him.