We would be separated again for another two weeks at least. It was going to be even more difficult this time because of what had happened this past we...k. Our recognition of our love, the commitment to marry, the joining of the two families, and the special pleasure of making love to Nicole were all too new.I was not in a happy state as I drove Nicole to the airport once again. This time, Jimmy came with us. Nicole had said goodbye to her parents at the house. Even though this separation would. So, I like equality.”“I want to see your tits bounce up and down while you're fucking me. And I want to see your face when you come. I'm very comfortable saying that to you. Is that because you're older?”“Maybe. Although there are a lot of uptight women – and men – of all ages. But I'm relaxed about sex. It's an enjoyable way to spend an hour, or a day. If I ever marry again it won't be because the man is an artist in bed. It'll be because I like him, and his performance in the bedroom isn't. I couldn't see what Peter was doing, nor did I care. My attention, my effort, my desire was to give the love of my life her orgasm. A moment or two later I heard her toes pop and her body tensed in orgasmic delight.“Ahhh!” She gasped as her body shook.I watched her clit as it pulsated similar to a spitting penis.“Wow, there pretty lady,” Peter said, as he broke the silence in the room. “When you cum, you cum!”She looked at him with a smile of satisfaction, and then looked back at me. I smiled. He then placed the head at my opening and slowly started to rock me back and forth allowing his BBC to push against my little butt hole.All the time he was blowing his joint in my face then following up with the bottle of bolt. I was off in another world when the pain rushed through my body as I felt and heard the popping sound. It was like an elastic band had just snapped and his BBC found or forced its way deep into my now little white boy pussy.It felt like he had shoved a base ball bat up.