Since I got the opportunity, I started wanking hard and long. He came back beforeI was done and utter embarrasment ensued. He thought I was such an in...noncent guy that I don't get horny. I told him of my experiences and we shared stories.Then he decided to bring me fucking. He gave me an address and told me to go myself since he has a girlfriend (though they are a bit of swingers) and didn't want to be seen there. The adrdess was a small apartment and I went up after dinner to the address. But it turned out that the forensic inquiry at Bridewell turned up nothing of note, and the cells soon opened again to visitors. I never went back.“Hi mister,” I looked up and smiled. It was the first time I had seen her since we parted at Manchester Airport. We texted occasionally … she knew about my divorce … we both needed to know that the other was there. We had a bloody, gory bond to tie us together.“Red,” I stood to greet her. “You look stunning,” and it was true, she did.I retook my seat. I kept on dripping hot wax on her body, and she couldn’t do anything but scream. Her screams were silenced by my cock in her mouth, and I didn’t let her take it out. I pushed it so hard that it touched her tonsils, and she was short of breath.After 20 seconds, she was struggling to breathe. That’s when I took out my cock. I asked her to give me a vigorous handjob, and she obliged. I was about to cum after 10 minutes and splashed it all out on her face. I asked her to lick, clean, and swallow. She was still enjoying her first orgasm. She was looking so beautiful, sexy and appealing at that time.I got over her and hugged her tightly and sucked her lips. She responded so as to reward me for the good work. I got in the field again and asked her to bend her legs on knees, and lift her hips. I pushed a pillow under her buttocks so as to lift her cunt to the height of my dick while I knelt. I rubbed the bulging tip of my dick over her wet tight cunt. I let the tip of my dick fondle with.