In my old life, people would assume this gorgeous woman was seven or eight months pregnant, slowing down in her last few weeks instead of just now sta...ting to really swell. I was strolling slowly along with her, enjoying a day off with my shirt unbuttoned and open and a pair of shorts.After a long, relaxing walk, Ali and I let ourselves into a familiar bungalow right off of the beach. We dropped off some groceries (and a few other supplies for later) we had picked up and made our way to where. I started to wonder if I was going to be able to keep up with this k** as he was getting hardons every few minutes. I reached down with my hand and rubbed his cock head around my soft bush and he blew another wad coating my with hot sticky cum. He told me he was sorry, I told him I love that and rubbed his jizz into my cunt. We fell asleep and I awoke the next morning with Mike trying to mount me, I guided his hard cock into my hungry cunt. This time he was able to get two thrust into me before. . why d ... don't you both come in?" He stammered.I knew instantly that I felt and would always feel differently towards him than other men. I was shocked at myself. My sexual contact with men had ceased entirely after the rape in Holloway. I had Em to think of, my lover; my greatest lover of all. A knot formed in my stomach. Perhaps I shouldn't have stopped here after all.I waved at Margaret, and beckoned. She climbed out of car slowly, looking Mark up and down with wary eyes."Are you here. Concentrate," she said, having to stop to remember the last word. "Oh, damn. I'm getting horny. My panties are ... I gotta go." She turned and headed for the car again."Listen, I feel bad. Tell me some way to make it up to you, please?" Dave followed behind her, almost begging. She stopped at a blue Honda and leaned against it, rubbing her head.After a few seconds she turned back to Dave. "Do you live near here?" she asked."I'm just visiting. I'm staying in the hotel right across the street.".