"And come and tell Mama how you did it."Martin related the story to his wife, exaggerating slightly. Darleen was hurt as she always was when he told h...er of his affairs, but excited by his story, imagining herself writhing in the front seat of the car under his powerful thrusts.Her eyes were glazed when she asked, "What happened afterward? Is she going to tell Greg? Did you use the embezzlement?" Don't worry about a thing, sweetheart," he said, crossing the room toward the bed. "I've done this. By the way this is my first story hope you enjoy pls do provide feedback !Let me first tell you about myself a state level football player athletic body with a 6 pack height 5’10 and a medium complexion !The story starts just a few months ago when i had been to the hospital near my house to get my plaster open , i had to wait but then this wait was worth it ! First time i saw simran a 22 year nurse new to the hospital ( punjabi by nature) , i saw her entering the room where i had to get my. ..........................Uh oh, came again! hehehehehehe!Chris was at a party with his wife and some friends, all chatting away, and all looking.... some wistfully, some wantonly... some, like Chris, secretly... thinking... imagining.... about the guy standing hext to him, back turned... smelling his cologne..... Chris imagined he took the tip of his finger and tickled the back of his asscheek, surrepticiously, enough to capture his attention; he delighted to feel a slight flicker of the. " She pants and shakes as she waits for the burning pain to ebb. It eventually does, but just barely. "Is it a little better now?" Not really , she thinks. "Yeah," she says. "Okay. I'm going to start moving slowly, okay? Let me know if it becomes too much." She licks her lips and tries to smile for him. Jackson slowly slides out and then in, and she snaps her eyes shut and tries to breathe through it. It hurts, though less so than the first time. She makes a sound of pain when he moves a.