Suddenly I could feel a release in me and I shouted ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh,and then I could feel an hot watery solution entering me. Itimmediately triggered ...another orgasm in me and I was just tired.My husband took my face in his arms and said, you are one sexybitch. You did not even bleed. Have you had sex before. I was tired.I did not know how to answer. I shyly said, no, I never had anyclose male friends before. You are the first man and ………….He was happy to hear my answer and he really is a nice. His walks me back against the shower this time lifting me up against him pressing his kiss harder onto my lips. I catch his lip between my teeth, nibbling on it as my eyes stay completely focused on his handsome face. My legs wrapping around his waist as he leans back watching me. “I want to make love to you baby” He says to me in the deepest tone I’ve ever heard. “Make love to me” I respond as my hips flex with my now familiar action of wanting him inside. “Not here” He counters while. He marveled at her feminine curves. She had more curves than forty miles of bad road and he knew every one of them. About midnight he got up and carried her body to the bed and covered it. He let King back in and noticed that a light snow was falling. Clint closed and locked the door, removed his clothes and crawled into bed with Heather for he knew would be his last night with her. He placed his hand on her left breast and positioned her cold stiffening right hand over his dick and drifted off. We continued having sex for a few years. He did break up eventually with his boyfriend, but by this stage we were just fuck buddies. I think we were both just happy having sex. I wondered if we would have been able to be exclusive but we were too alike and I know it just wouldn't work. He was as much of a slut as i was and even though for me at that stage in my life a relationship like that where the sex was always different and new people would be coming in and out...I know I would have been.