We never reconnected, she’s still married to the same man. I remarried and couldn’t be happier. First loves—those that generally occur sometime ...after high school—indelibly imprint your heart. That first time as an adult that another human being takes your breath away, addles your brain and turns you into mush…well, you just don’t ever forget that and no matter what happens during the rest of your life you find yourself thinking about what might have been. There was a time a few years after my. I looked at Arpi and saw expression of fear on her face. She was scared of the possibility of this huge rod entering her Choot (pussy). Arpi’s choot was small and passage narrow and she had problems even taking in my Lund. (I have a fairly big 6 inches Lund one and half an inch thick). Ali’s was not less than 7 inches, more like 8 inches. It was about two inches thick. I was afraid that if (or rather when) Ali fucked her that night, she was sure, going to bleed profusely, and the whole thing. Everyday we use to chat for hours and after 2weeks she gave her number and asked me to call her. When I called at her number… lovely voice I got to hear. We talk over phone for hours daily all personnel issues… she asked me did I had sex with my ex-gf., I told her yes…. I use to have sex every day for 2 yrs. Which I cant forget precious moments which I spent with my ex-gf.One day early hours she called at my number and asked me to visit her home. Her home is 8km from my place. I got ready and. I couldn't help myself as I thrust it deep into her hot cunt. My God, this girl is hot. I then went to her breast. Lightly, slowly, running my tongue over and around them. I went to one then the other, licking, sucking. My cock was aching for Nichole. She was thrashing about the bed. I went lower. Licking my way down her lovely belly. Sticking my tongue in her belly button and lapping away. My fingers still friggin her clit, stroking in and out of her pussy. I could smell the sweet.