Im panting and youre slamming into me. I can feel every inch stretching me and youre hitting every spot inside me that needs attention. Im scared if y...ou press and rub on my gspot ill cum right away. Sooo wet princess, so tight. Do you know you were wet before you even woke up? I love that youre always so ready for master. Are you close? I know you are. I know by the way youre clenching around my cock. Do you want to cum for me? I nod and moan and mumble incoherently that yes please I want. I. She lit it up and smoke some it and then said she’ll share some later with me. I said cool, I could go for some. She asked what I told my mom I was doing tonight? I told her I was going fishing with friends from work and I’d be out late or may just stay at the guys cabin and that I wasn’t sure what I was going to do there. I told her I probably would come back down to the boat and sleep on it, like I have many times. But I told mom it depended on how much I drank when fishing. Nancy laughed. But not today. Today I am despairing inside. Today Mark’s girlfriend is visiting. In the community lingo, I’m a secondary partner, where Mark’s girlfriend, Lilly, is the primary. A year ago when Mark and I first started seeing each other, I liked the lack of commitment and had several other partners of my own. It was fun to play the other woman, but still know that it was all consensual and that nobody was going to be hurt. Until now, I’d never reacted like this, her visits back home from her. I still masturbate to that memory today, years later. Such a lucky view and such a lovely, lovely girl. I loved being bashful when I saw Her, unable to look Her in the eyes or talk properly, while She was always so kind, hopefully cause She knew the effect She had on me - I even called Her 'Miss Wendy'. Another such time was a girl called Miss Julie who started at our school in the final year. All the k**s went to this house for an afternoon party, and I tagged along, not sure why. I was.