It must have been soul destroying." How did you feel about it?" It felt like I was cheating on him, betraying him in some way. I began to picture his ...ace on the endless nobodies that I was fucking my way through each day but it was a fool's errand, whenever I looked up I could see him, see the hurt in his eyes as I built to orgasm and the speed at which he left me there when I began to come." Didn't you tell each other how you felt?" How could we? We knew it couldn't make any difference. Our. He knew that he loved her. However, what can you do when fate deals you a losing hand? Fate had dealt the cards and these two had to play the cards they were dealt. There would been no shuffling and drawing from the deck again, they were not playing Gin Rummy. They were playing for life, they were playing for happiness, his and hers. It was just his tough luck, he reckoned, that he'd wound up with a busted flush. But maybe, she could find her another man, with the full house that she needed. He. As his sweet tongue passes over my pink inner lips, all I can think is, ‘Don’t move, don’t breath, please God don’t let him stop!’ His fingers pry my flesh open wider as his tongue gently laps around my clit. His tongue is drawing all the blood in my body towards that small bundle of nerves, pulling harder with each wet stroke, ebbing then pulling, pulling, pulling! My legs are pushing down of their own volition, needing to tighten out into full extension. My lover helps me out by folding my. Bliss. This one took a little longer but with him sucking my nips and kneading my bottom it was much, much better than the first. I climbed off his still rock hard penis, opened his legs and climbed in between, then I sat back on my heels and looked at his stiff rod and the balls dangling beneath. These are mine, I thought, oblivious to the obvious fact. I can do what I like with them. I moved both hands to him, one above the other, and the head still showed. I told Jo he was big and I was.