You turn my head towards you and grip my hair, pulling my head back and making me moan as you kiss my lips, teasing me. I stay there floating in the w...ater watching you get out but not looking back at me while I try to work out what happened and why I didn't stop you. There is something about you and instantly my mind is made up and I know I will go to your apartment tomorrow. The next morning my alarm goes off an hour earlier than normal giving me ample time to shower and dress. I almost jump. You said: -Aaahhh... Yes...- I took it as an invitation and I continued by putting two fingers gently now.I moved them inside you, and I whirled them, you groan still continuing to masturbate.I pulled out them, your anus remained open, I slipped my tongue, licking inside and around...You told me: - Take me! - I leaned against my glans on that inviting pink little hole. I began to slowly push, I felt your muscles slowly surrendering to my action. Then you pushed back yourself, making me enter. Every once in a while she'd pull it out and rub it up and down across her clit, edging herself a little. Then she'd slide it back into her pussy, and pump it some more. The wet toy slipped from her hand on an out stroke a fell to the bed. She immediately rubbed her clit back and forth, strumming it like a guitar. Her legs twitched with pre-orgasmic tremors.Mike's pants were at his ankles, as he watched his wife finger, and fuck herself in a crazy lust-filled haze. She grabbed the dildo again,. I felt so used and cheated. It hurt so bad, I wished that I didn't know. I was so much happier just being his slave. I tried to figure out for the longest time why he told me. All I could come up with was he had guilt about what he did." She had tears on her cheeks as she spoke.Trish leaned into me and continued. "He ruined me for any type of normal relationship. I have tried a few and there is just something missing. I can't bring myself to trust enough to tell anyone what I want." She held on.