But it's a fucking rush! So good." I reached my height, never higher with pleasure without cumming."Fuck me, Sandy! Now!" She jumped into my lap, guid...ing me inside her volcanic pussy."I love this!" I moaned, staring into her wide open lust filled eyes. I didn't say that I loved her. I told her what I loved."I love this too, Joe." She agreed within her groans. Our eyes closed to concentrate on pleasure.I pulled her pussy off my cock and threw her face down on her bed. Opening her thighs wide, I. When she got home last night she found her clothes packed up in grocery bags in the hallway of the apartment. The boyfriend sold all the furniture that she was paying for on her credit card and the landlord took possession of the apartment. Then, last night, when she went to the ATM machine to get some cash to get a motel room she found her bank account cleaned out. Her credit cards are maxed out so she had to spent the night in her car."I couldn't believe that anyone would treat sweet little. He was just so beautiful. He was young and tall, but not overly tall, perhaps 5’11’ to six feet. He was slim and trim. I could see he was in excellent shape. I later learned he had been on his college tennis team and still played competitively. His face was soft and hard at the same time. You could tell by looking at that face that it smiled a lot. It was a sweet lovely face. He had those deep brown eyes that were so piercing. I saw him and smiled and then those eyes! They seemed to be. And I did. It would've been OK every now and then, but I always take thinks to the extreme. When I work, I work hard; when I love my wife, I love her long time (when I can get it up); when I play golf, I cuss a lot! So when I stopped for drinks, I stopped every night for a week. Big mistake!When I piss off my wife, I piss her off ... A LOT! Well needless to say I wasn't on her Christmas list after that week. Boy did I have to do some ass kissing to get back in her good graces. I quit stopping.