Damn, he wasn't worthy of her devotion and innocent love, and until he could get his head straight... muster up the courage to confess the whole lurid...story to her, he wasn't going to degrade her further with sex.What surprised him most last night, through, was her apparent acceptance of his evasive reactions in bed to her inviting little caresses, lying there and asking no question almost as if she understood the anguish gnawing at him... as if she had sorrows to match his. And he wasn't sure. Her chest rose and fell, his hands still cupping her breasts... holding them as if he couldn't bear to part with them. Charity cried out his name... over and over again..."Ohhhhhhhhhh Ahhhhhhhhhh,Offffffffffffff", her pussy clamped down hard on his cock... feeling it pulsating deep within her womb, knowing his release was coming as well. Her body shuddered... weak... but wanting more... wanting him so desperately. Feeling his balls tighten as they slapped against her skin... pulsing shaft ready. The final email was from Patrick. It started with a description of his current biology research. Next, it talked about Patrick’s new enthusiasm for biking. Finally, there were some links to gay porn that he thought Benjamin might like. Benjamin saved the email so he could look at the links later in the privacy of his apartment. Patrick and Benjamin were practically fuck buddies now, but without the fucking. Benjamin still loved and lusted for Patrick, however he new that he would never have an. “S-S-D-D, as usual darling,” he responded. “You?”“No problems.”“Good.”“Supper’s almost ready,” Susan said. “We’re having breaded pork chops.”“I thought something smelled good. That’s great! You know how much I love them,” Jim said.“Yes, I know, dear,” Susan said, smiling. “I got home early today so I thought I’d make something nice for a change. We have too many meals on the fly these days.”Jim and Susan made small talk during the delicious meal – all the while Jim was working on ways to get.