‘You loved her and she loved you, we made love to each other, and we loved each other enough to let each other go.’ How many people can say they�...ve experienced love like that? As Katrina had said, ‘Ever?’ ~~~~~~~ Now the story continues, soon leading into a new Chapter 5 (which will be described at the end of this submission). ~~~~~~~ My euphoria lasted until I awoke the following morning. I’d been dreaming about making love to Katrina, and I reached for her, anticipating the joy of finding. " Does that include Erotica?" she asked, a faint little knowing smile playing on her beautiful face. I liked the way her beautiful thin lips seem to curl upward as she smiled."Yes!" I said, "Come on... how'd you know?" I laughed."I had a feeling... ," she said smiling up at me."I hadn't planned to admit to that," I laughed. "I was afraid you would consider me an undesirable—weird to say the least."If she had slapped me hard across the face, it would not have been as shocking as what happened. Slowly i was completly in she moaned loudly.and locked me in her legs and started kissing passionately..intentionally i did not moved was lying on her while tool was in her tight pussy..after few minutes of kissing she became more wild and started giving strokes from below i understand her but was not moving i was more interested in teasing her..she placed her hands on my waist and started to pulling in and out and told why are you teasing plase dont do.i started to give her strokes now she was. ”“You’re gonna have to explain that to me,” Jean chided with a raised eyebrow.“Well, Tim Duncan was like a coach out on the floor when he played. There are many stories from other players where he would do something to completely embarrass them, and then he would explain to them how to stop it.”“That kind of sounds like an asshole move to me.”“No, he wasn’t doing anything that bad. He would give small tips to younger players, even those on other teams. Tim would explain how to do things like.