You may not see them right away - it could be years down the road when the negative consequences hit. Think about cigarette smoking. Other than perhap... a slight cough or maybe a sore throat you’re fine, but then thirty years later you have cancer. I’m sure you’ve heard the analogy of a butterfly flapping its wings in Japan causing a tornado in Kansas.”“Yes,” I sniffed, trying to get control of my emotions. “How did I get myself into this mess?”“By living a fantasy. That’s why you need to stop. And then he did something extraordinary. He got down on his knees and took my right hand, kissing the back of it after the fashion of an old-time gentleman.“Thank you, Jane. Thank you.” The next few seconds were very, very awkward. I helped him stand up and when he did, he just stood there with his pants and underpants around his ankles, one last drop of semen still dangling from the end of his cock. The drop slowly lengthened and fell to the floor, narrowly missing his shoe. I was disoriented,. I decided against it as I drove this far I might as well go the extra mile and head in and see what would happen. As I walked up the steps to her place I sent her a text saying “im here”. No sooner than I sent that the door opened and there she was just as she had described. She was around mid 30’s, 5’4 short blonde hair with massive tits and a fat ass. She was a bbw but she was put together well for her size. She stood there wearing a black dress shirt and jeans with sandals. “hey sexy” I. I want you so badly,” I said as she began to cum. I held on, holding off on my own orgasm until she was deep in hers. “Tell me,” I coaxed.“Yessssss, oh yessss,” she hissed, and I released into her.“Look, look at me,” I urged, as our eyes remained locked and she felt my hot seed pump into her. I pushed deeply into her, holding her look as I quivered inside her. Spent but still hard, I held the position, locking this moment in time.She closed her eyes and her legs relaxed. I took my hands off her.