I had learnt that she had a BF. That did break my heart, but heart is meant to be broken, isn’t it?She had only told me once that she had a BF, I wa...s devastated, but acted cool, she told me she wasn’t happy with him. He never cared for her the way she cared for him. He never took interest in her. She suspected that he cheated on her. I was angry and surprised. Angry because that moron had the most beautiful girl in his life and he didn’t respect it. He had a diamond with him and he had kept it. Ummm, ahhh, fuck....ummm, oh shit... eat my pussy, right there, right there ummm, fuck I'm cumming....ahhh, fuck fuck fuck...ahhhh! And then it happens you cum, you cum hard, squirting all over my face, I drink as much as possible by the spray soaks my neck and front of my shirt and tie....You are twitching in the now soaked leather seat trying to push me gently away but I will not stop until I have cleaned you up the best I can, you have a few more tremors as I spend few more minutes licking. But then she forgot and did it again. I just hid them from her, that worked well. As wonderful and happy as everything was in our lives meant that minor little things like polished work boots was no big deal. +++ Now here I sat, in a jail cell. The trouble all came when Ken and Marsha moved into the house next door. At first, everything was just fine. Marsha was a short, slightly chubby and overly bubbly little brunette, the complete opposite of Kirsten in every respect. So they fit together. “Uhhhh! fuckfuckfuckfuck!” she said as her climax built up. She reached down and stuck two fingers around his dick as it went in and out of her tight pussy. This put him over the edge. He felt my balls begin to tighten up. “I'm going to cum in you!” he cried out. “I WANT TO BE YOUR CUM RECEPTICLE! CUM IN ME!” she screamed. With that, his cock began to pulse. She felt the first blast of cum spurt deep inside of her. That sent her into her climax, her largest, most fulfilling orgasm of the.