My own vivid memories on this moment, being half limp but so turned on atthe same time. Sensation overload? His big fat cock buried deep in myonce vir...in Pussy? IClick...Click... Click... His hand reaching around and slowly massaging lifeinto my own member. Click... My now erect cock, still small when comparedto my lover's now fully erect. Click... Close up of the pre-cum dribblingfrom my now aching cock. I remembered the increase in sensation as heslowly pumped my slippery cock as his own. He was just one of the guys she'd been eyeing for quite some time, and that morning as she thought about her planned date that night, her pussy began to get wet and she felt her nipples hard inside the cups of her bra as she anticipated what she and Mike might end up doing together. She pretty well knew that he'd want to fuck her and she was perfectly OK with that. She'd often thought that she'd love to fuck Mike, and nearly the rest of the football squad.Mike got Bridget to his folks' house. Debbie grabbed her cue as I began to break. I made an impressive looking break but didn’t sink a thing. I thought of something that I'd like to sink.Debbie leaned forward to make her shot. As she bent over the pool table her shirt crept up her back, revealing the small of her back. I had a perfect view. It was heavenly. As she leaned forward I felt like rubbing my pool stick along her perfect butt. Actually, that wasn't the only stick I wanted to slide along her butt. As she finished her shot. Amanda stared at her green beans, moving them around with her fork. She was so excited thinking about the evening ahead of them that she hadn't eaten a bite."He did forget." She thought to herself. "How could he do this again?"She sat there with tears in her eyes. She couldn't move for a good half-hour while she mulled over 8 years of forgotten anniversaries and birthdays. Forgotten because of his dedication to his job.Not knowing what to do, she stifled back the tears and headed up the stairs.