Even after several minutes of continuous ejaculation, Prince was still hard, but stopped his pulsating tool of its in and out action and hugged me, st...ll keeping his shaft deep inside me.I lay closing my eyes, exhausted, satisfied and smiling. I was cursing that lady doctor who brainwashed me about the dangers of sex after menopause. And I was regretting the loss of such heavenly pleasure for a decade.Prince also slept by my side cuddling me and kissing. They were kisses of gratitude. I felt. ?Now Iwill continue. Feel free to shout or scream. There?s nothing to beashamed of.? Mark completed the turn.?Ooooh god!? I was struggling to overcomethe pain, and it took almost two full minutes before I was able to speak. ?My whole abdomen is throbbing ? my ball ? oh ? it?s getting worse. Ithink I?m going to be sick!?I blessed Mark?s foresight that I should startthis with an empty stomach; there was nothing to throw up. I felt hot allover. I could only take short gasps of breath. Mark. Women had more options than they had had when she was a little girl. Women like Erica Bradford had, indeed, moved women forward, in terms of engineering more opportunities for freedom. But with freedom comes responsibility and social pressure.Paula had joined a sorority when she got to college. Coming, as she did, from a conservative and restrictive family, she had been amazed as she was exposed to women her age who thought about things in an entirely different manner than she was used to. One. I was hoping we could make therelationship permanent," he said as he continued."I'm not gay! Don't you think that that's a problem? I'm not gay!" Isaid. "Neither am I," he returned and then fell silent as we began the meal.For the next twenty minutes the kitchen fell silent as we had our dinnerand continued our daily routine.But I knew what he was thinking and what he wanted, just like he knewwhat I was thinking. Maybe that's what made us such good friends. But inliving here with Dave and in.