This time, I could only remember bits and pieces of what came after. Shesaid something about how every orgasm would affect us and something abouta ma...'s cum. Whatever she said didn't really matter because as soon as Icould, I excused myself to my bedroom, said the wine had gone to my headand that I needed to lie down.As soon as I had locked the door behind me, I ran to the drawer that Iknew held the lube. With lube in hand, I gently removed my pants andpanties but left the tank top on, I. It was strange to think of wanting others to be clean after being around filth encrusted prisoners for a decade. It took all his strength not to go scrub himself in a river until he bled out all the dirt and grime after eating maggot infested meals. Before being imprisoned, he would have spared a little sympathy. Those days were behind him. He couldn’t afford time for the weak and pathetic. He wouldn’t, even if he could. They were worthless. Worse than that. Liars at best. Stupid one’s too. Had. Wow! He wondered if she wore that sexy blouse just for him because if she did, he was enjoying the view of her sexy cleavage and the creamy tops of her abundant breasts. He loved tits and with her nipples already making their impressions in her bra and blouse, he especially loved her tits. With this the first time he’s ever been alone with her, if judging her breasts from only her side profile, she had phenomenal breasts. Without her blouse and bra getting in the way, he couldn’t wait to see. So enticing. His cock was getting unbearably hard, just thinking about Christine’s wetness. Thinking about how good it would feel around his cock. Christine had not stirred. Not once. She lay there peaceful. Open. As he poised himself for entry, she suddenly sat straight up and slapped him hard across the face. “Think I wouldn’t notice you trying to fuck me, genius?” she spat. “I may be a woman, but I’m no dummy. You had your chance to fuck me earlier and you blew it. Now, let me get some.