He was told I was not to be disturbed and she would inform me that he called.It was late evening before I hit the kitchen for much needed food and a v...ery large mug of tea. I was part way through my second sandwich when Mirella appeared, not the easy going, ever smiling Mirella. The girl was pissed.Hands on hips, eyes flashing, and that aura some people have that makes me think of alarm bells, klaxons and air raid sirens.I’m British, I looked straight at her, took a sip of tea and waited. Most. He waited there for a few seconds before he started slowly pushing deeper inside me, he was doing mini thrusts until he eventually got balls deep. it felt like is cock was literally hitting my stomach it Was so deep. "You like it when I'm balls deep inside you baby?" he said. I could only let out a small moan of pleasure and pain. He slowly pulled out of me and started to fuck me harder. He was fucking me slowly for a few minutes then the gradually increased his pace and began pushing hard. She laughed then said "I hope you two are decent because I'm coming in".She giggled, and then opened the door.The room was dark, the shades were pulled. There by the bed was the girlshe saw earlier. The girl was half undressed, her blouse and skirt wereon the bed and she was sitting on the edge of it trying to remove herpantyhose. Cindy thought it was weird the girl was undressing becauseusually when you get busted having sex, you put your clothes on. The girlfinished taking her hose off and. When I reached the living room I turned around to face him. His gaze never wavered. "I'm not leaving here. I'm staying. I know that there is a woman's heart in there somewhere, just aching to come out. You've been hurt. So what? We all have. The difference is you blame yourself for something you couldn't control. He's the one that fucked up, not you. It had nothing to do with you. He was a sick bastard and you suffered the consequences. Stop punishing yourself. Let someone love you."I couldn't.