I'm sorry I shared these things with you. I should never have told you any of these personal secrets."I knew that was exactly how she would respond, h...w she would feel she had to respond to such a bold, inappropriate suggestion that she share her marital bed with me, a single man who was almost a total stranger to her. But I sat there knowing that if I allowed her "no" to be the final answer to my approach, I would know that her life would be forever filled with sadness from then on.I moved. She was stroking my cock in that way she knows get me off the quickest and I could hear the tone of her voice change as if she was drawing closer to the edge as well. “Come on baby, let Momma fill your hole with her cock. Let me fuck you and grind my pussy on my cock, deep inside you. Oh my God, Bryan!! Cum for me baby, I’m so close, I want to feel you cum in my hand!!”That was it for me!! I roared and shot my load into her hand and onto the floor and the side of the couch. I was only just. .NOTE FROM CAREN: I made him stop writing already and made him print out a copy for me to read. It's enough. I just completed reading it and I have to say that he got the gist of our story correct. Maybe there was too much information but that's just my opinion. My version of these events are considerably different. In some cases, they vary alot. Still, it doesn't matter because he got the ending right. What a guy.Let me say that I love this man completely. I have since the moment he introduced. It was the usual sort of magazine she read: full of pictures of semi-clad boys rather more attractive than the ones who fucked her at work, interspersed with articles on contraception, menstruation, astrology and examination stress. She particularly enjoyed doing the questionnaires. Am I a great fuck? she posed herself, while awarding herself points in a questionnaire which decided for her that perhaps she wasn’t a great fuck, although she wasn’t really that bad. She then heard a knock knock on.