"Some things are just not meant to be... "I wish this hadn't happened... But... "I had to protect you."I know you would give your life to save me."I c...uldn't let that happen."Now I have to leave."Please don't blame yourself."It's not your fault."I was broken a long time ago, long before we met."I'm sorry,"I love you,"Julie."She printed the note, and then stapled the lyrics page, torn from the first CD liner, to the bottom of the note. It was Macy Gray's "The Letter."At the top of the page, she. . naked... sat on the edge of a previously unknown bed just a half hours drive from her own home is crying and shaking and every now and then... her whole body heaving and giving the impressions that she is struggling to breath... that she is drowning on her own tears and snot and all the while... still suited and booted... standing over her... my right arm crossing my chest with a cigarette in my left hand i look down on her wretched... utterly deflated self and i ponder which direction to. We arrived around 3:00PM and were warmly greeted by the two friends. I gave Hal a hug, Betsy doing the same to Jim. We carried our bag into the house and went out on the deck overlooking the beautiful Blue Ridge Mountains. Hal already had the grill fired up and the steaks ready to put on. Betsy hadn't changed much with the exception of having her hair cut a little shorter since the first time we had met. She still had that nice figure, a pair of big firm tits on her 5'4" frame and those large. I'm wet enough that all you feel is delightful friction while my pussy twists around you. You grab a fistful of my hair and push me down towards the toilet, pushing my legs apart with your feet and fucking me like an a****l. You’re so close to cumming, your toes are curling inside your boots and white stars begin erupting in front of your eyes. My god, I’m going to faint, you think suddenly and you brace yourself against my hips, thrusting and pounding into me. I arch my back and turn,.