*hyperventilating. Crying* It's over.....The divorce....It's over....I can be with you....He blew up at me....Called me a whore....I'm not a whore....Am I?....I hope not....
I'm not the one to ask about that. Sex and love are not always mutually exclusive. It's why I was willing to sleep with you but not marry you. But that aside. Are you alright?
*fills her, she can feel it as it flows into her, his pleasure filling every inch of the inside of her. Hot, pulsing... every throb of his cock pouring more into her*