.. well, and now we are back here asking ourselves why we suck with men...”“I am just tired for failing. Every day is exactly the same...”“I g...uess we put too many hopes on us. We shouldn’t trust that much on boys.”“I think it’s not that, Beth. Sometimes people haven’t much of the luck in that subject”“Not having the luck? Come on, Ali! We are doomed to be alone forever!”Our ‘complaints’ seemed not to end, until something I said maybe sparkled the whole situation.“If all men could be so trusty. It was a warm night and she stood beside him, leaning against the railing as her dress blew aside in the wind to reveal her bare skin from her ankles to her lower back. But she didn't mind; she looked at him flirtatiously and ran her fingers down her neck line to her cleavage. He took the hint and took off his tie, unbuttoning the first two buttons as he said, "Would you like to go back inside?" She led the way, swaying her hips and looking back over her shoulder enticingly as he. Her pussy was resistant as the folds of her labia resisted parting, but he was strong and persistent and after a second or two her body gave way and he slid inside her. She was lucky that she was already wet from this morning's fun because he just started pounding away like an a****l. No care for her, no foreplay, she was just a fuck hole as far as he was concerned. All she was hoping for is that he would blow his bolt quickly and then let her go. As soon as he entered this fuck whore he knew. "Sorry Sweetie." No problem honey, I knew it was a stretch that you could make it today" I told her. "Can you still make supper over here?" Sure, I'll be watching a bit of your practice as well ok?" she asked."Sounds great Vicky, I'll see you then" I said."Alright have a good afternoon Sweetie. Bye!" she said and hung up after I said bye.I walked back down and got changed for weight training. I found Chris in the weight room with a book ready for me with all my routines, beginning weights and.