Ugh. It's one guy in particular, but if I start in on that I'll be writing this all night. I'll just get this place up and running and move on. Hop...efully the next city we try will be better.On a more or less unrelated note, I have fucked Emily every morning and night since I met her, but almost every night on the weekend I still go home with someone else before I come back home to her. These aren't even people I like. Seriously. Just strangers in bars. Nice bars. Not dives at least, but. A photo of the pair of them walking along the beach at sunset, it had been taken on their honeymoon and they'd been charged way too much by the photographer looking to make easy money from tourists but here it had pride of place where he could daydream about being back there, instead of at his desk.She knew it wouldn't be long before she'd hear his footsteps coming back up the stairs and quickly got under his desk, moving all the way back so he wouldn't know she was there until she wanted him. Now, I could focus on getting myself to cum. I started kissing her again and thrusting in and out of her. Much faster this time.Our thighs slapped against each other with each thrust. Her boobs moved up and down as my dick slid in and out of her soaking wet pussy. For a virgin, this girl knew how to kiss while getting fucked.Before I knew it, I got extremely close. My instinct told me to pull out, but I remembered our conversation about the pill earlier. I realized I could just release my seed. He knew the looks she got from them. They would be someone he knew. Julie knew what turned him on; she knew what buttons to press. Julie would go out of her way to cuckold him in a way that would bring the greatest intensity to him. Of that he was certain. He managed to turn his thoughts away from Julie and eat his dinner. He had just finished when his mobile phone rang. It was Julie. “Not long finished reading your email,” he said to her. She giggled. “And did it get you hard?” “You know.