We met in Sunday school but I was five years older than she. My wife is a pretty ginger haired girl whose sweet nature I could not help but fall in lo...e with. I didn't date a lot. I screwed a number of women, two of them were wives. They flirted with me and I was an easy fuck for them.My wife's friendship grew stronger every time we met. By age 16 and me 22 we had something special. Just by change one day after church we went outside after the service and without saying anything we kissed. From. I had eaten a few women out but never such a sweet taste as this one. I went right to work on her clit. Squeezing her thighs pulling her as close is I could I felt her grab my head. Pulling on me as hard as she could. I felt a gush of her womanly fluids feel my mouth. As she started screaming "oh oh oh oh my god I'm gonna cum!!!" and with that she slammed her head back on the deck. I didn't even let her recuperate. I stood up and stuck my cock in her slowly letting her enjoy every inch of my. ’ ‘You’re sure?’ I didn’t mean to force the issue, but as I asked, I could feel my voice quiver. Not only was my life on the line but all of Sarah’s family and my own. The last thing I wanted was for my Mom and Dad to become lust-driven sex fiends for the sake of my own sanity and also the potential nausea. ‘Absolutely sure, young man, as I was once infected myself. In the end, I won, but the…’ her lips peeled back into a grin over broken, yellow, piano key teeth, ‘intercourse was fun while it. She was and is by all of eleven minutes. Charlie mentioned that for those eleven minutes was the only time that she had her mother’s complete attention. The day we met at junior high I could tell them apart. They may have been identical twins but I knew Becca from Charlie. People asked me how but I couldn’t tell them as I’m sure that they wouldn’t believe me if I did. They tried to fool me one time. It didn’t work and they both stopped talking to me for three weeks after their trick backfired.