His cock was giving me great pleasure as he fucked me. No dildo had ever felt like this up inside my pussy. I felt my pussy tightening around his cock...as my juices started to flow. My juices coated his cock as John scooped my legs from his back and placed them onto his shoulders, AHhhhhh Fuck me, I cried out as his cock slipped deeper into my pussy. John built up a strong and steady pace as he fucked me. The wetness flowed from me running down my thighs as he did. The room filled with wet. ” I wasn’t sure if anything I was saying was getting through to her mind. “I swear though it’s not because of the kiss. I don’t like you like that. I mean you really are really pretty but, it’s just,”She kept stumbling over her words. Clearly she was stuck inside a sphere of shame and guilt. The way she so desperately tried explaining herself without giving me a chance to communicate with her, it was almost as if she needed me more than I needed her.Quickly, for some reason that I’ll never. Usually when she woke up she was hungryfor breakfast, but today she felt surprisingly full. ? As she got out ofthe warm bed and stretched her pert agile body she began wondering what exactlyhappened the night before. Here it was, a weekend, and was she really havingthe fun she told herself she would all week? Her and her friend Alicia had goneout; that much she remembered. They'd dressed to kill, really dolling it up totease the guys. And they loved teasing guys. It was what they did best.. Special thanks to the woman who gave me the necessary info to write this story and requested this one. This one is dedicated to her.Also, hope all others who read this will enjoy it too.~Story starts~ Hasna, now a married mother of a kid, aged 27, was reminiscing about her life so far. She was thinking about the fateful day that turned her life upside down, leaving her with memories of a life she stilled missed ever since she got married and ripping herself apart from her actual life of love,.