It opens up straight away – your cunt is glistening, with a small stream of juice oozing between your arse cheeks and trickling into your arsehole. ...He strokes your pussy ever so slightly and you start to tremble. You are already close to coming. “Don’t stop”, you gasp, and as he rubs your clitoris you arch, tense and break into your first violent orgasm. He seems surprised you have come so fast, but I’m not and know that you won’t be relaxing any time yet – you want more, much more. You roll. Do you want more? he asked with a sly grin. I nodded almost too enthusiasticly. Then I want you to do something for me first he whispered. Climbing off of me he undid his own pants he exposed his large dick. Every vein popping out of it. He again pulled me to him and kissed me before whispering right in my ear. Suck it I looked at him terrified. He left his big hand to storke my cheek as his slowly pulled my head down on erection. At this point I wasnt sure he would stop even if I tried to pull. "There is some eggs, sausages and bacon in the fridge. I was going to cook a full English. Is that OK?"Sandy smiled and turned her head to look at Grace. "Where did you find him?" I didn't," Grace replied quickly. "He found me." So is that a yes?" Terry asked and Grace nodded."Just check the sausages are OK. We got them last week."Terry nodded and as he left, Grace called him back. "You have to wear the apron though."Terry looked down, he was wearing shorts and T-Shirts and shrugged. "I'll be. Washing off the touch, the embrace, the kisses. Washing off the outward connections made over the course of a day. I know it can't be happening.Yet I can still smell her on me. I close my eyes and inhale and she is sitting next to me. I open my eyes and it...she...is still there next to me. With every breath, I take in the oxygen that sustains my life, and I take in the fragrance that sustains my imagination.I imagine again the softness of her lips as she gives me two tentative and gentle.