She would always love Viktor, always remain true to him. That much was bedrock. Amila stood and went to her bedroom, turned on the light as she walked...in, and she saw the man in the house next door, and this time, and not for the first time, she smiled at him, and waved. The man turned and walked away, the confusion in his eyes, on his face so achingly clear it almost took her breath away. She knew who he as now, and though she had smiled at him a few times over the years she’d never thought. “I wasn’t worried about that,” he dismissed. “There’s a difference between running away, and running away from me.”I smiled, my eyes drifting shut. “I love you.”When I woke, the sun had moved enough that I thought it was probably afternoon. I sat up, groggy, rubbing my eyes and blinking at the light. When I looked around, I noticed my husband reclining in a padded armchair near the window, his legs sprawled out in front of him, fast asleep. The table beside him held a tray of food, half-eaten,. "As if a jolt of electricity had hit me, my hand flew from Jason's still hard cock. I had not even realized that I was still pumping his massive organ. Jason smiled and walked over to the prone little slut and crawled between her thighs. His cock hung suspended like a black battering ram between their two bodies and it pulsed with his every heartbeat. He looked over his shoulder and asked, "Would you like to put it in for me?"I was shocked and wanted to turn and run but something inside me. That was ecstasy and brought me off full load into the other guys mouth. By this time my trousers were at my ankles and I did not need much persuading to remove them and lie on the bracken with my legs around my chest waiting for the guy with my spunk on his lips to give me my first proper cock. When he slipped the condom on I almost burst with anticipation, he pressed his cock against my rim and I groaned like I only had when I was at orgasm with my hard dildo inside me. He pushed his cock.