I told her how it was with my last girl friend and how I had been put off even contemplating a new relationship after I had been hurt so much, so the ...ulmination of all that was that I needed Marie as much as she me, so we were going into this together the balance being equal for the need of each other, to share something that is sincere and knowing we are suited. I guess we chatted on for quite a while until she paused and said it was coffee and biscuit time, and I felt so happy to be pampered. She was not wearing panties under her teddy this time."What did you mean by more, Paul? When you left last night after that great fuck, you said you would fuck me again, and more. What is more, Paul?" Well, Becky, more is many things. There are so many ways to make love. I will show them all to you eventually. You will become an expert at all kinds of fucking and making love. But tonight you will learn one way that will make you the most popular girl on campus. In high school and college. Come. Not to put too fine a point on it my legs gave out, and I landed on my naked arse. "Oofh!" I exclaimed, the shock of the impact forcing the air out of my lungs. She stood up and turned around to look. As she caught sight of me, sitting on my arse, my jeans around my ankles, my cock now totally limp, but her coat held in the air as though to present it to her, she started to giggle.I tried to look affronted, but it didn't work - it just made her worse, which then started me off laughing, which. She lay back in bed, feeling warm and contented.Caroline usually returned to bed in the morning after Jonathon had left for the office.But she wasn't a lazy girl.She didn't go back to sleep.She went back to bed and played with her pussy.It had become something of a morning routine with her, loving morning orgasms as she did and seldom getting screwed by her husband at that time of the day. Sometimes Caroline felt a bit sheepish about masturbating, a little embarrassed. It didn't seem proper for.