I had fun with them, at dances, parties and such, but nothing sexual. Some of my friends would tell me that they had done it their girl friends. Natur...lly, I would fantasize about it and masturbate but that was as close as I came. When she came I at once hugged her and rolled over the bed we started hugging and kissing madly. Ummmmmmmmmmmmm oh I can never forget how she kissed. I could feel the heat in me rise and my manhood immediately hardened. I just laid on my back. Then I adjusted my cock. I'd be getting settled in at work and get a call from some lust-driven cum crazed banshee screaming at me. She'd be telling me just what was going to happen to me that night. The more calls I got during the day, the greater my service was required that night - I always felt it was for the greater good.Or sometimes I'd crawl between her thighs and plow her good and proper - nuthin' wrong with that.We were made for each other. We were exclusive to each other. Except once, I guess. I had done the. She pushes her hips back into me, nails digging into the back of my head. The water rolls over us as I kiss then bite her neck."Ohh...” Her head drops back on my shoulder as her face leaves the water and she gasps for a breath, letting out a loud, “Yes!” that echoes against the tile.Her body starts to shake as she pushes back again, rocking against my fingers, my hips follow hers back and forth, grinding my aching puss into her ass. Her juices seeping faster into the palm of my hand as her cunt. This time the convulsive movements threw her forward and flat on the floor. Warren could not defy gravity and fell on top of her even as he was cuming. His ejaculation erupted across her shoulder blades, caromed onto her neck; and finally as he strove to raise himself up -- squirted the last of his ejaculate into her hair.Glenda rolled over on her back, placing the soles of her feet on a low table before becoming still, managing only a soft moan, but she didn't speak.Warren, exhausted from his.