“Why?”“She was making you miserable,” he said.“She’s got a good heart, really. She’s just trying to help. She thinks I need...” She st...opped, then went on. “She thinks I need to get laid. She thinks that will solve everything.”“You’re married,” he said. “Don’t married women get laid pretty regularly?”“Not me,” she said. “My husband ... it’s very personal.”“All I can tell you is that I’ll never tell anyone else anything you tell me,” he said. “If you want to talk about it, you can, but you don’t. Same they were need. So as per mutual consent, they made distance from condom and started fresh sex session. Due to real touch of genitals, my vagina started producing juice. Soon my holes filled with the hot, warm and sticky semen. Some of the muscular guys loved to lick the mixture of vaginal fluid and semen from my pussy.Due to bare sex, my vagina started squirting. They guys struggled to drink my first yellow stream of urine. My asshole and vagina became too loose due to fucking and drinks.. I didn't have time to reply. He shut the door and within seconds I was against the wall with his weight pressed up against me. His kiss was unrelenting, his fingers were unbuttoning my blouse as mine were loosening his tie and opening his shirt to reveal his perfect chest. I ran my hand up his chiseled torso, pushing his shirt back and down over his shoulders and holding on to his muscular arms. It felt as though I was on fire where ever his skin touched mine, leaving a trail of flames on my. "Now he had his arm around me. We were enjoying the closeness, still glowing together from good sex."I have to go soon ."He said sadly, " I have to be somewhere.."His eyes clouded with sorrow as he tried to explain."I was thinking about things,"He told me, " about life. It can change so quickly and when it does it can be too late. I was thinking the same way as you, about how I wanted someone to hold me and make love with me - but I had a different reason to you. When you see what I really am.