I dried her off and then rubbed her now throbbing clit making her groan as she wanted me to fuck her, I was as hard as a rock lifting her legs as I ru...bed my cock head over her pussy lips, slowly pushing my head in she groaned again as I slowly pushed my cock in, I moved slowly as she begged for more she was a diffent women, for once I was fucking her with the lights on, as I pushed in her tits moved back and forth, her pussy muscles gripped the shaft and I emptied my load into her.About 2 days. ’ ‘You’ve never done it?’ ‘No.’ She was looking down at her glass. Her cheeks were still flushed, but her expression was glum. ‘I’ve never done a lot of things.’ ‘You were married for eight years. You must have done some things.’ ‘Not many,’ she said. ‘Jeff wasn’t very … adventurous, I guess. He was pretty much, uhh …’ ‘A straight meat-and-potatoes man?’ Colleen looked up at me and started to laugh. I laughed too and soon she was wiping tears from her eyes. ‘That’s one way to put it,’ she. Of course, I’m always in high heels, usually black. I usually wear my blonde hair down as pulling it up gives me a headache. My makeup is always professional and conservative that complements my blue eyes because of the number of clients I must greet. My boyfriend Charles works across town as an accountant. The only time he’s really busy is during tax time. Hence why I fear he’s cheating on me, tax time is long since over. He wears a nice Italian suit to the office and always looks sharp. He. Finally, after numerous coffee refills and a plate of biscuits and gravy, she took a deep breath and began to tell me her story. Born an only child to a mature couple, she had vague but bright memories of her early childhood. Her parents died when she was eight, and the next several years were spent in a series of foster homes. As soon has her body began to mature, she attracted the attentions of men all around her and some were not gentlemen. She learned a lot about sex, but more importantly,.