My train came late around 11 am. When I reached there, she hugged me on the station and caught my hands. She was only 18. So there were some problems ...n finding the hotel but she had a lot of money so we finally got into a nice hotelShe told me to take shower. But I started kissing her. Her lips were red n very juicy. Her face had become red. I kissed every part of her face then kisses her neck. She started moaning. I opened her top and kissed her boobs from above.Then I tried removing her bra. I am no longer in control and my body shakes causing my nipples to scream and my cunt to become ever more demanding. My body is now in control.How long this goes on is impossible to measure as I struggled to stop the weights from swaying and to stop the pain. I am mildly successful, I think or have I just learned to accept the pain. I do not know and I no longer care. I seek only relief. I realize that I am no longer looking to go home, but that I crave being allowed to let my pussy orgasm. All. I didn’t get out of bed all day Sunday, except to use the bathroom and get something to eat. My body couldn’t handle the punishment anymore. One night of heavy drinking and smoking weed put me under the table for two days now. The day flew by and I was soon back in my car headed home, still in a daze. It had become a habit, stop here, turn there, and wait for the train to go by. My foot slowly pushed down on the brake as I approached my favorite stop. I looked both ways but I didn’t see. “That was so good; I enjoyed it so much, if I had known how good it was going to be I would have done it years ago.” As Linda said this she had a hand on her clit and was masturbating, her breathing became shallow and she gave a series of little squeals, I realised that she was having an orgasm, probably for the first time in our marriage. The next day was a bit difficult especially for Jo, there was an atmosphere that you couldn’t describe, but was just there. Linda bustled around making.