After a few moments of this, she raised herself up and moved up my body while holding my penis before guiding it into her pussy and sitting down on me.... I felt the wet warm softness of her pussy envelope my penis. "How does that feel?" She asked. "Like you thought it would?" I guess. It feels great, I mean." And it did. She leaned over toward me and lifted one of her tits toward my face while supporting herself with her other arm. I began to suck on her breast and she began to rock her hips on. THEN a big old kiss over the shoulder, her eyes are closed. I watched her shirt move up a little while she moved to kiss me. The GUY watched this and stopped talking. He is smiling a lot, and watching close. I continue to kiss her and moved one hand slowly(as always to give her time to stop me) around the inside of her shirt. The other hand is now working a little down low, he is watching this with lust. I now need to make a decision, how far will this go?All talking has come to a halt I am now. I attacked her head with a towel."I love that," she giggled. "And I get to dry YOU."We ended up in bed again. I know – big surprise, right?"It's good, right?" What's good?" The sex. Was I okay?" Are you serious, Jess? I had an out of body experience. You're terrifically exciting. Why even ask?" Because I really don't know..." You're..." I know. I lost count. But Barry ... Those ... None of 'em I really threw myself at like I just did with you. And you didn't roll over and go to sleep and you. He looked up and saw that Grace was fighting back her own tears, her eyes were watery and she was biting down on her lip. ‘Thank you Grace,’ he said softly. It was then that he swore to himself that he was going to get better. He didn’t know what had happened to him, how he had fallen into this pit of despair, but he was going to get out of it, or die trying. He might be a despicable pile of shit, but he was Grace’s pile of shit and it was his responsibility to be as good as he could be for.