He was slightly on top of me. My hands were on the back of his neck as his were on my stomach and face. He stopped kissing me and smiled. "Why did you...stop?" I asked out of breath. "I wanted to see your pretty face." "Well, don't stop kissing me." He smiled and we started making out a little more forcefully. I roamed his body for the bottom of his shirt and quickly pulled it off. I moaned a little at the feeling of his skin touching mine. He smiled and took my shirt off. His hands played with. I honestly didn't know if you even cared about sex with me anymore. The time between us having sex had been getting longer and longer in the last couple of years. At that point I had no intention of introducing a new piece of ass for you. That she might stimulate and improve the situation never crossed my mind. I still loved you, but Annie was satisfying my sexual needs so I just kept it a secret.”It occurred to me that things might have been totally different if Marge and I had started having. A few days later I mentioned her to a friend, who hadn't dated her but said Cindy was considered "hot." Asked to elaborate, he said she was known as a "queen" at fraternity parties including, it was rumored, a black fraternity. I gathered this meant she put out sexually, which naturally made her popular.I observed her again several times on the campus, usually chatting with someone, often a guy. I was attracted by her sexual aura, but too shy to talk to her. I imagined being one of the lucky. I pulled away and out of Jessie's used pussy, which made a slurping sound as my penis exited it. Jessie was gasping and swearing as we finally gave her some space, but she was undoubtedly turned on by the hot treatment she had just received and was more than willing to proceed without delay as she stepped off John, pulling away from his cock that had been in her ass.Tom collapsed in the couch seat and then, now satisfied sexually, bemoaned the fate of his team, which brought my attention to the.