Sam was also married, and after many emails, we got comfortable and agreed to meet first.Covid has most everything locked down, so we could not meet f...or long, but we agreed to meet in a parking lot to say hello, and see if we gelled. I got there first, nervous as hell, but also turned on. Sam pulls in, gets in my car, we talk for a bit, I can tell we both want to move forward, Sam has told me many times how much he wanted to suck my dick, so before we part ways, I pull it out and ask if he. I lost interest in everything but coming, the world consisted of his cock deep in my body, my clit throbbing and pulsing and my repeated climaxes. Nothing else mattered! Then I felt him begin to move trying to move his legs trying to get free, there was a fierce, deep, intense pain as that knot was dragged unceremoniously from me and I then felt his massive veined cock as it was leaving me, he had dismissed his bitch having finished with me. I felt wonderfully used, cum running from me in a. I was excited as hell to finally be able to share a bed with my love. I was not going to betray the trust my family gave me. I showered and went to Jess' room and waited for her to do her bathroom duties. I was nervous, to say the least. I fidgeted and paced the room while Jess finished. When she finally came into the room, she was wearing only her fluffy terry robe. I had never thought of a terry robe as sexy, until that moment. “I need to get into my nightie,” she said shyly. “Would you. "Well so much for expecting things to go easy for me," he muttered aloudstill watching the evening news and what the Newsies were already callingthe Story of the 21st Century. It always amazed him that with eachpassing year they tried to squeeze more information onto the screen tothe point that it was beginning to even obscure the anchor desk and itsoccupants. They were even now looping someone's footage shot from of allthings a person's camera phone in a split screen. The talking heads.