The last of the soreness faded beneath the pleasure pumping away into my pussy. I whimpered, my nipples throbbing against his chest, my thighs locked ...bout his waist.At this moment, my orgasm building for a second time in my pussy's depths, I believed nothing could ever pry us apart. That we would be together forever. I could see it all ahead: our marriage, our children, our life together. I wanted it so badly. My heart raced, pumping excitement through my veins as his dick thrust into my cunt. Please go easy.” For being Amy's Mom her cunt was really tight. I guess her husband was a little guy. I pressed some more and about half the head went in. She was sweating and her tits were leaking milk. I kept trying to shove it in, but in the missionary position I just didn't have the leverage. I looked at her and said, “You get on top of me, that might work better.” I rolled off her and shaking she straddled me lining up my huge cock with her entrance. I was hard as steel and. ”“I have an idea,” Alexandria suggested. “You’ll say no and probably dump me, but I guess this is kind of a make or break night for us. I don’t want it to be, but it kind of feels that way, now I’ve said what I’ve said.”“You’re probably right,” I shrugged. “So what’s your idea?”“Maybe we should have a short break from each other when we get home,” her hand was still squeezing mine. “Just temporarily. Let me get a few things out of my system. Then, when I’m ready. We’ll get back together and. I won’t risk what he might do.” I stood and opened the door. “But please, come back if you can. I-I need to talk.” My voice groveled. “We don’t have to go anywhere. We can do what they do, right here.”“Maybe.” She got up avoiding my desperate gaze.We went to the counter, and I handed the book to her. “Come back when it’s due, in two weeks.”“This group. What they do helps?”“It can. I-I don’t know enough to be sure, but my soul is screaming for understanding. At the very least, we can understand.