I stroke hard and deep and again she cries out, she enjoys sex very much and is quite loud. I fuck her again and again, taking it slow, and then rammi...g my cock into her. She screams at my hard thrusts but does not want me to stop. I fuck her for several minutes but cannot cum. I lie beside her and express my frustration. I then tell her we should spoon fuck, that that might work and she lies on her side on the bed. I enter her from behind and begin to fuck her. After a minute her voice rises. He came to bed and was out in 5 minutes." "Awww - no fun for you tonight?" "Like any other night." "I don't know how he can keep his hands off of you" Her heart skipped. Over the last few months there had been three times that she and Brent had been able to sneak away for a few hours. Brent certainly had been very attentive. He was attentive to her, her needs, her body. He seemed to be completely enthralled with her. It was gratifying, flattering to be the center of someone's world even. Ella knew what was going through my mind or what was left of it as I lay in her bed wearing her skirt;blouse; black patent hiheels as I romanced her gold half-round reading glasses with the small pearls beaded neck chain wrapped around my cock, she knew that symbolicly I wanted her as I romanced her half-glasses and even though I was quite embarrassed at the time she was not mad. In fact, she took her gold half- rounds and licked the cum off them and I swear there was a twinkle in her eyes or. I was stunned and so was my wife. I managed to stammer “what makes you say that?” She replies “well she was sure infatuated with you”. So I have to go into great detail explaining to them both that I only ever had a late night coffee with Lynn. We never even had a formal date. Well it seems that she intimated differently to my sister and she seems to have kept her advised about every time we supposedly got together. So for what it’s worth here is the story on Lynn. Please don't tell my wife or.