"Drink?" I offered."Sure why not," she smiled and I went to find her drink."So what is it Kate?" I asked when we had both settled down with our drinks..."I know I haven't any rights," she started to say, "but I just needed to talk to someone and listening has always been one of your strong points."It had been over a year since our divorce and I hadn't seen or heard from her since then. It had been a very painful time for me, the women who I loved above all others, fell in love with another man. “I did not see you complain when you fucked her.””What man would complain about fucking such a delectable body? Just because I don’t agree with how you’re doing something, doesn’t mean i'm going to turn down a piece of that ass when it’s offered to me on a plate.”“She will learn and she will learn quick, if she doesn’t then she will end up.” He left the sentence hanging, instead choosing to shrug his shoulders.“What I don’t understand is why? Why are you doing this? Why her?” Chris sat down and. " I had used my last one with Sara the night before in our last dorm room fuck, me staring at the painted concrete block wall as I quickly came into her tight little pussy, wanting to finish before my roommate returned. That was the thing about college fucking, it was always furtive, rushed, and glazed with a beery haze. I was standing in my bedroom, my stepmother stroking my cock with all the time in the world, and there was nobody to interrupt us."I'm fixed, dear, surely you knew that. I. I let a minute go by and then started the ball rolling."I guess, Richie, by now you know that I'm The Duke's boy, dontcha?" The mere mention of The Duke had an electrifying effect on him. His eyes opened wide and he stared at me. He looked nervous. He stopped massaging his cock."Y... Yeah, I know." was all he said, trying to compose himself. I felt he was ready to be led down the primrose path."Tell me, Richie, how'd you find out?" A natural question, I thought, to get things going. He said,.