Whatever it was, she turned her head and nearly dropped her glass. Her stomach did sudden somersaults as she locked eyes with a man standing maybe 30 ...feet away. She just gaped in astonishment as she looked at the face from her dreams, the man in her fantasies. He wasn’t real tall, but he had the same dusky complexion, the same dark hair, the same dark eyes that smoldered with a barely-restrained fire, the same mysterious smile. Almost in a daze, she realized that he was walking up to her — to. He returned the smile as she smiled at him and that seemed to reassure him somewhat, but he still kept watching over her to make sure she was all right. She liked that.“I have to go away for a few days next week,” he suddenly said. Then he seemed to think about it for a while before saying. “But if you are unwell, I can try to figure out a way to stay at home.”“No, please. It is nothing, really. I was just feeling a little dizzy. Nothing that can't be fixed with a good night's sleep.”“Are you. This made my mother happy as she called the boys who came to visit my older sister noting but rutting a****ls. Even the college mother chose for me hindered my sexual development, as it not only was a religious school but close to home so she could watch over me.After graduation and twenty-one, I married Darleen, a young lady from our church only because my mother said it was time for me to find a wife and settle down. Our wedding night was a disaster as neither knew what to do or cared to do. As I watched Henry get onto the table behind my wife and spotted his cock I knew that a bit more lube may be required. His cock was not a monster but was certainly going to fill her nicely. Black as midnight and only three quarters hard, it was half as thick as mine again. It seemed that it didn't get any harder than it was which would make it very comfortable for Cherry in this position. I was slipping to fingers in and out of her very easily now as Henry positioned himself. She did not know.