They panted, gasped, for air. He made the move to roll off of her, but she held him to her. ‘No, not yet.’ she pleaded with him. ‘I’m too ...eavy for you.’, he said concerned that his big body would hurt her. ‘No, you’re not,’ she assured, him and smiled and kissed his mouth. Whispered words of love, and tender kisses, and touches, brought them even closer in the afterglow of their lovemaking. His last waking thought, was that he was glad he’d had a vasectomy. He didn’t want to find out. She pulled me down onto her holding me tightly against her tits and I could hear her breath as she eased down from her orgasm, the second one from my cock inside of her previously virgin pussy. “Did you cum?” She asked between breaths.“No, but that is okay, I am surprised I stayed hard until you got there, and that makes me happy,” I said as I slowly pulled out of her with my cock softening from my extended time in her pussy. “I wanted you to cum in me again,” Diane said. “Maybe later,” she. This time, Bonnie didn't know which was worse, the work he piled on her, or him crowding her as if they were close friends ... or lovers. On at least two occasions, she could have sworn he was trying to look down her blouse. What irritated her the most though, was the way he said things like, "Be a good girl and..." or, "Thanks Honey, I knew you could do it."By the time lunch came, she was almost a nervous wreck and had no idea what she was going to do. On the one hand, she desperately wished. ‘But in general, I would say she seemed like a very kind and thoughtful woman all through her life. Mind you, it’s a biased view, I only know her through her own journal.’ ‘So that’s a yes?’ Jeff remarked. A few seconds later, he broke out into an almost disturbing chuckle. Finding the sensation of Jeff’s chest bouncing up and down beneath her somewhat distracting, Clara sat up. She could not help but notice the big silly grin on Jeff’s face. ‘What’s so funny?’ she asked him. ‘We are so blind,’.