On and on I pump her, groaning and gasping, she starts kicking her legs furiously! “Harder!” “Harder!” I pick up the pace until the bed starts... jumping. Gasping, I can feel the pressure start to build higher and higher, still thrusting I continue to hold it. Finally, spent, with nothing else left, I explode in her, filling her with my hot, sticky, cum!Spent, staying in her, she takes my hand and starts sucking my thumb, “good job stud!” As I’m resting comfortably inside her, “I’m wondering how I. I looked at Tammy and said, "I'm sorry. I don't know what to say."Tammy just looked at me, smiled, and said, "It's okay. I'm not terribly worried about it. They can say what they want about me. But I seriously doubt they'll mention what happened to anyone. They don't want you to get in trouble. They've already said that."I just smiled at her, and said, "Well, that's good at least. And do you regret what happened?" No," Tammy said. "I don't regret it. It was amazing. In truth, I hope we can do. An old lover from long ago who has never had his sexual desires put first buy anyone but perhaps me. I'll have to seduce him and maybe get him a little drunk so he's relaxed enough for me to get really kinky.I'll meet him at a hotel when I'm in his town and have the room all set up. A spa like relaxing atmosphere I think with terry robes, candles, sparkling wine and chocolate covered strawberries. Massage oils and special lube on the night stand. First I'll undress him and wrap him in a. “We’ll work it out.”No high-five this time, just a big hug.“Okay,” she said. “So, your dad died then?”“Yeah, a plane crash on a business trip. I was seven.”Her head dropped.“I was eight when mom and dad split up.” Slowly, her head came up and she looked at me, a sad and twisted look on that normally smiling face.“And?” I encouraged.“It was ugly. Screaming, shouting. We don’t talk about it now but I think there was another man. Lots of ugliness. They fought over me. But mom wanted to move to.