“O honey I really needed a good fucking just like that, “ She said exhaustively.I laid down next to her physically spent, “I love you.” I whis...ered into her ear.“I love you too,” she said still panting for air, “I hope this one takes, you did fuck me hard, like the first time I got pregnant.” she said with love in her voice.I moved up close to her and drew her up into my arms, and we went to sleep.It was a relaxing vacation, that we both needed, but it was time to go home.When we got back. I pulled her to me, and hugged her tight. She squeaked. ‘I didn’t know your phone number, and after trying every Sam Baxter in the San Diego area, I still hadn’t found you. I realized I never told you my last name, so wasn’t surprised you couldn’t reach me. I remembered your address, though, and flying here seemed the best way to talk to you. I’m so glad you were home!’ I chuckled, ‘You’ve never heard of writing a letter? C’mon in.’ I picked up her bag, and we stepped inside, and I closed the. The middle-aged businessman pounded the now much happier married woman with a vigor that belied his fifty-three years of life, much to the amazement of his sons, who apparently saw their old man in action for the first time in their lives. Cheryl saw this and whispered something to Will, who smiled and got out of her way so that she could bend over for him and let him take her from behind. It wasn’t much longer until he was inside her and screwing her from the back for the hell of it!“I think. Do we know each other from somewhere? You look familiar.”“I don’t think we do! But we’re going to know each other very well very soon. I saw you and decided I HAD to meet you!” Her bubbly personality threw exclamation and passion into every sentence she said. The next few hours flew by and we were both smashed by the time we had ‘gotten to know each other’. We wandered out of the bar at about 1:00 AM with arms around each other, my hand cupping her supple ass. During our conversation, I had.