Dianna had even predicted it:And if she came to you tomorrow and said the same things we saidtonight, what then? Better late than never.Susan had not ...aid the same things. She had dangled attractive baitbefore my eyes; what would, for her, amount to a get-out-of-jail-freecard. Any 'contrition', it was clear, was expected to come from me, nother. She had not even hinted she would end her affair with JeffSpencer. Fool me once, shame on you; fool me twice, shame on me. If Igave her a taste of her. As it reached the end I paused then slipped it out to her entrance and back in again. I was giving her a good four or five-inch stroke instead of the quick one or two-inch strokes that I normally give my wife when I’m excited and I was certainly excited. It was killing me to take long strokes but it was also extending my pleasure and hers. Her tight little tunnel was squeezing the length of my cock as it slipped in and out. I was pretty sure that the head of my cock was kissing her cervix with. In this story I tried to put more detail into 'The Action' part as I felt that my last couple of stories lacked detail in that area. Please let me know if there are any other aspects I could improve upon for future stories. Any feedback is appreciated, thanks.Skip to 'The Action' if you want to skip the boring bits. EnjoyThe BeginningChris and I had planned to meet one last time before before he and his family would move back to the States. He had told me the day before that he was going to. There was indeed a cave and David took some time to build a fire so he would be able to explore it fully.With a burning brand in one hand, he took his time searching the cave and was surprised at just how far back it went. After twenty yards there was a dogleg in the rock but then the cave seemed to go on for hundreds of yards. David persevered, anxious to make sure that there were no dangerous animals hidden away. He had to return to the fire twice to gather a fresh burning branch, but his.