She was soon naked and posing for me and we were both very comfortable. I had booked her for an hour and the chatting was very run of the mill things,...all the time with her posing naked for me. After about 30 minutes she was sat naked in a chair her legs open. I asked her if she was willing for some more hardcore shots and she said ‘why not’. She was soon pulling her pussylips apart and rubbing her clit. She then stopped and I asked why, and she said if she continued she would cum which I said. She has never married but did have some friends stay over. They never lasted long though. I was her first priority.I returned, naked, to my bedroom and dressed in pants, shorts and t-shirt. The front door bell went off. I opened the door to Julie. She entered and kissed me hard wrapping her arm around me, pushing her full body into me then grabbed my ass and pulled it into her body feeling my hard cock across her stomach. I finally closed the door and we fell onto the lounge. She was just. .. , call who? Where am I?Olivia opened her eyes. She'd blacked out again. Somewhere between being carried from wherever she was, to where she was now. She was naked again, and somebody was fucking her. No lights were on in the room she was in, but she could tell by the soft cushion under her body that she was on a bed. The only light was coming from the hallway beyond the door of this room.Despite the numbness she felt all over and the muted cotton-ball feeling she felt in her head, she knew a. Our lives continued in this manner. She spent all the time she could with Cynthia her real love. I was the adored one but Cynthia was the loved one. I accepted that gracefully. I was lucky to have someone as good as Ursula even looking at me, not to say treating me like a knight to her as the damsel. She would often relate to me the loving sessions she had with Cynthia. They were exciting and made our own love making even more lusty and filled with passion. One evening after Ursula had spent.