Miranda also didn't hesitate to act on things she had feelings for.One thing I'd discovered about Miranda was that she was willing to flirt with me, c...me onto me, and had no regard for what anyone may think. The only problem is, being best friends with her sister Amanda, I knew it could become a serious problem if anyone found out. The only problem is, with my hormones, my crazy sex drive, and being so fucking turned on by Miranda's personality, her cute little body, and her outgoing attitude,. Not long after it all got very messy with me and the woman receiving bucket loads of spunk on our faces.Not long after that I moved to London – which started off a whole new phase to my sexual exploits (more stories on that another time, though I have done one already)2001 I moved back home to the West Country. Obviously the scene was a lot different to London, so one night feeling really horny I decided to take a drive to the old dogging spot and see if there was still some action – OH! YES. We cleaned up quickly and walked to the galley, like nothing had happened. I was hungry, but he had only time enough to take a bite or two from my plate and headed for the bridge. I decided to check the cargo bay one last time to make sure all was cleaned up. Once that was done I went back to the galley to start clean up there. It was a good thing too. The mess had doubled in the short time I had been gone. There were several men at the table and they were both surprised and pleased to see me. Why the hell would I settle for him?" The woman gestured to her lush curves, as the silk of her dress subtly shifted to further highlight the movement. "He wasn't even a good fuck. Two minutes of pumping, and then it was lights out."As I watched the woman I loved berate me, my heart began to harden. I had long suspected, in the back of my mind, that she was only using my. But, I had denied it, and ignored the signs. She was to charming and fun to be around for me to even consider that horrible.