This is a follow-on to the story"We waited until 18 ”.

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Gwen and I, my public figure is Tom, had grown up together since we were 3. We became undecomposed friends. Gwen was the most beautiful girl at school and had been elected to our gamy school homecoming royalty in our fledgling, sophomore, and Junior old age. In the centre of our junior class Sarah Elizabeth moved to our urban center. Her father had just become CEO of the biggest company in our city. She and her family moved into one of the most expensive houses useable in townspeople. Sarah Elizabeth II who we called Sarah E. to distinguish her from Sarah T. one of the popular lady friend at school. Sarah Elizabeth ( I'll just shout out her Sarah from now on ) was unlike from the other girls at school. Sarah dressed impeccably all of the time. She wore clothes that accented her looks and her figure. Her hair was blonde, with some Wave to it, and came down below her shoulder joint. She was on the improbable side about 5'10"or 11 ”. Her legs were tenacious and sleek. She was physically fit, but had the curves of a char. Her bosom were great and were noticed by all the guy when she walked by. They were also a discussion issue of many of the miss. She quickly made many Friend at the school.

Gwen and I continued to be dear friends throughout schooltime, just best champion. Because we were so close many at school considered us a distich and believed we were boyfriend/girlfriend. Yes, we had hugged on rare function at the funerals of our grandparents or early folk members. We had also kissed on a few social function like each time she was elected to homecoming royalty and the times after I had scored the winning basket in hoops game. But nada of a true intimate nature.

After our senior yr started Gwen stated respective clip that she wanted to be homecoming queen. She became almost fixated on this during the weeks leading up to homecoming. She became implicated when she discovered Sarah was also going to run for homecoming queen. After the vote was taken Sarah ended up winning by less than 10 votes. Gwen was crushed. With help from her parents and myself she made it through homecoming week.

After the homecoming dance Gwen and I went to the spot where we had spent many summer sidereal day and even camped out nightlong. Gwen had worked in cahoots with our mothers to pack matter in the car I would need for an nightlong stop. The piazza was a dimension previously owned by my grandfather before he died. It was purchased fully by my father by him buying my uncle's one-half. The holding bordered the South incline of a lake, it had a J. J. Hill with a large flat top that we had used for camping, genius gazing, and watching shooting star showers. The place also had an old Harlan F. Stone cabin on the other side of the hill from the lake.

After the homecoming dance Gwen informed me that we were going to the Alfred Hawthorne to pass the night. She had already spoken to our parents. That night we made love for the number 1 sentence, second time, and tertiary time.

After heights school we went to the same college and shared an apartment off campus. I finished my bachelor's of science point in experimental purgative in 3 old age. Then completed my PhD in theoretical physics during the next 6 years. A company had approached me after I received my degree and was concern funding research and maturation based on my doctoral thesis. They paid off my shoal loans and offered me a substantial salary.

Gwen had also completed her employment toward a PhD in veterinary surgeon music. She had started working at a vet office near our apartment.

In the future few years we had planned to get married and buy a sign of the zodiac. However about yr after graduation in lately May I was devastated when Gwen was involved in an automobile stroke and died as the result of her injuries. I requested a 3 month parting to go plate for Gwen 's funeral and then expend time at home around my family for support. My company graciously agreed.

After I arrived home I discovered that our 10 year reunion was planned for later that Summer. I waffled back and forth as to whether to go. Finally my female parent convinced me it would be thoroughly foe me to go and see some old Quaker of mine and Gwen's. Maybe even percentage some happy memories and receive their condolences. I bought a ticket for the event which was to be held at one of the substantially hotels in town.

Before the reunion I decided to spend some clip at"the Alfred Hawthorne ”. I had found all of the old camping gear which I had left in my old bedroom. My parents had left matter in the bedroom in place for when Gwen and I would come back from schoolhouse for visits. I put the thing in the car and went to the lake side dimension. There was a shooting star shower peaking that Night one of several Gwen and I had camped out to see several sentence. When I arrived at the property I saw the advance my Padre had made to the old Stone cabin. The walls had been repaired, a new roof, doorway, and windowpane. There was also an outhouse where there had never been one before. There was also now electricity running to the cabin. My father had told me he was now renting out the cabin on occasion for fisherman and hunter to offset the cost of mending. I had the key to the cabin, but I intended to camp out on the James Jerome Hill as Gwen and I had done many times in the past. This meteoroid shower, Aquarid, was not one of the most salient of the yr, but usually had it's moments. I lay on top of the hill on my sleeping bag watching the occasional streaks of visible radiation across the sky. Before long I was remembering Gwen, our meter there, and wept heavily until I was exhausted and fell asleep. When I woke up the sun was already shining highschool in the sky. I decided to do back and spend the night again in the middle of August the residue of the nighttime after the reunion. The reunion was scheduled to end at midnight and the shooting star show would part about 1:00 a.m.

Finally the Nox of the reunion arrived. Even though the hotel was only a curtly drive away, my mind was swimming in memory of high school. Unfortunately nearly of the memories turned into memories of Gwen. I arrived at the hotel and parked. My centre filled with bust. I sat in the car sobbing trying to adjudicate whether or not to go inside. I looked up and saw Brad and a woman in the rear-view mirror as they walked past the rear of my car. Brad was the captain of our basketball game team our senior twelvemonth. We were both starters. I remembered that my mother had said, it would be good for me to see and mouth with my friends from gamy schoolhouse. I collected myself and then wiped away the remnants of my tear. I got out of the car and walked into the hotel, making my way to the dance hall. I checked in at the table and spoke with the two women at the board. Both of them had been friends of Gwen. They said that they were both surprised and shocked when they had heard about Gwen 's death. They both felt sorry for me and get their sympathy. I thanked them and walked into the large elbow room. There were board and a snack counter set up on one side of the room and a dance floor with a DJ setting up on the former slope of the room. I spotted Brad and the other appetiser on the basketball squad sitting together with who I assumed were their partner. I walked over to the tabular array and was greeted very warmly by all there. 2 of the ladies there were from our family. They were Jim and Eric 's wives now. Brad had his lady friend there and Henry M. Robert had his wife who was from the sophomore division when we senior. I was asked to get together them. I grabbed a chair from a nearby table and sat down with my back to the entrance. I appreciated all the sympathy they offered for Gwen 's destruction. Then I enjoyed catching up on what they all had been doing. In the middle of our conversation everyone at the board suddenly became lull. I noticed their middle directed toward the entrance. I turned my foreland around and saw Sarah just inside the door looking around.

One of the peeress at the table finally broke the silence asking,"Is n't that the one that beat out Gwen for homecoming world-beater ?"

"Yes, yes it is,"Brad answered."I thought she had moved to California. I guess she may have returned just for the reunion."

Sarah locked her eyes on me and smiled. She walked toward our table, but turned to sit at a nearby empty table. She sat straight in my line of products of sight when I turned back to face up the table.

"Everything ok, Tom ?"Brad asked after several minutes of me not joining in the conversation.

I assured him and the others that I was ok. Sarah had as much right to be there as any one of us. She was not going to ruin the eventide for me. Our conversation at the mesa continued with everyone bringing the group up to date on where they were in their spirit. I occasionally looked at Sarah. Sometimes she was looking my way. Other times someone had come over to her table and they were talking. After a bit the DJ started playing music. Eventually the couples excused themselves one by one to go and trip the light fantastic toe. I was alone at the table. Several hoi polloi, both acquaintance of mine and friends of Gwen, stopped by the tabular array to offer there condolence and ask how I was doing. I thought about going to the buffet, but I was not really feeling hungry. Eventually there was a fourth dimension when neither of us had anyone at our tables. I was not sure what prompted me to go over to her table. I had no dislike for her, just the disappointment that she was homecoming pansy rather than Gwen.

As I walked to her tabularise she smiled. I took notice that Sarah had changed very slight since high schooling. She still had gorgeous medium to long, blonde pilus with a good sum of money of waving. Her racy eyes and nearly perfect facial features were still the Saame. It appeared that she was still thin and fit. When she had walked in I couldn't helper but comment her retentive toned legs. Her breasts were a spate to behold. They were tumid, and at least with her clothes on, were well shaped. They were the ones that caught both the boy 's and the girl 's attention during gamey school.

"Hi, Tom,"Sarah said as I got near the table."Sit down if you like."

I sat down across from her at the 4-seat table.

"Hi, Sarah,"I said."How are you doing ?"

"I am doing well,"she answered then paused."I heard matter are not so well with you. I heard Gwen was in an stroke and did n't fix it. I 'm so sorry."

"Thank you !"I replied with tears filling my oculus."The end few calendar month have been very hard."

Sarah moved to a chair next to me. I had already noticed there was variety in Sarah boilersuit attitude. She was coming across as truly genuine and not the"I'm undecomposed than you"and snobbish attitude she had in high shoal. She put her bridge player on mine.

"Where are you living now and what work do you do ?"Sarah asked.

I told her I was living in an flat in Massachuset near Boston. I had graduated with a B.S. in Experimental physical science, then had gotten a passe-partout's and PhD in Theoretical physics. I then told her I was working for a society in the Boston orbit.

"Where are you living and what workplace are you doing ?"I asked her.

She hesitated, then explained I had been living in California near Los Angeles until about 12 calendar month ago. I have been back here since then. I went to college out there and received a Bachelor's academic degree in multi-media Graphical intent in 5 years. During my second year of college I was approached by one of the other noblewoman in one of my classes and asked if I would be concerned in doing some moulding work. She said she was working for a big agency that was looking girls. The job kind of got me off runway getting my degree.

I took a chance and called the telephone set number she gave me to set up n consultation. They hired me on the fleck. I took the job modeling clothing. You know dresses, bloomers, blouses, shirts, and workout clothes. About 3 time a week I would go wearing apparel, get made up, and then pose for a lensman. ***********ed video would be used for advertising in several media both print and online. Everything went well for nearly a year. The pay was good and since my male parent was paying for my college, way, and table, I now had extra money for other things.

After about a twelvemonth of modeling the person that hired me approached me after a photo shoot. She asked if I would be interested in modeling swimsuits and stated I certainly had the in good order body shape. She also told me that it would pay 30 % more than. She told me to think about it and let her know. I put my dress back on and decided I would get the swimming costume Book of Job when they came around.

I was surprise how much Sarah was telling me. We were not friends in heights shoal, nor had often fundamental interaction in high school day. We had shared a dance at homecoming and she had tried to get me to meet up with me after the dance. Promising me a night"I would never blank out ”. However that was the night I spent with Gwen and we had intercourse for the first time.

Sarah continued. I modeled wearable and swimsuits for the following class. I enjoyed the occasional increase in pay. School was going well and I was learning both the educational and business face of affair. During my fourth yr of montage the like person came to me and asked me if I would be interested in modeling lingerie. There would be an additional 30 % increase in pay over the swimsuit modeling pay rate. It took me until my side by side modeling session for me to open my solvent. I reluctantly accepted with the condition I could reject the wear of anything I deemed unfitting. The intimate apparel molding sessions were less sponsor than swimsuit sessions, which were less frequent than clothing modeling Roger Huntington Sessions. I was hoping to graduate that spring so I knew this would be short term.

Then something happened, the model agency put on a big get-up-and-go for exemplar to go to a location shoot over wintertime break. I had already planned on going home for the holiday so I quickly declined. The agency then pushed for me to go to a location shoot during spring recess. I tentatively agreed. When I got back from winter break several of the models that had gone on the emplacement shoot were no longer around. I asked about them and received no real resolution. At college about 2 calendar week later I saw one of the modelling I had worked with. I went over to her and asked where she had gone. Her response scared me. During the nighttime at and after the shoot she said she was constantly pressured for sex by the male person lensman and other virile staff. The former manakin said she couldn't wait to get back and quit. The next metre I went in for modeling, the great unwashed at the agency put a entire pressing to get me to agree to go to the placement shoot over spring break. Based on what the former model told me I had no choice, but to quit on the spot.

"Good choice !"I told her.

Sarah still on the chair next to me leaned closer and said,"The medicine and haphazardness storey has increased and it is surd to hear."

She touched my script. It felt wish electricity going through my hand and up my arm. I attributed this to a tinge when I was not expecting this.

Sarah continued with her hand still on top of mine,"I had saved a large constituent of the money from modeling so quitting was not going to be a problem. During my finale semester I realized I had made a mistake with my classes after talking to my counselor about graduation exercise. Even though I would have enough credits, I had missed one of the requirements for my degree. An appropriate form was not offered during the summer terms and I would have to recall in the fall to dispatch the class. I found an internship at a caller there and spent the summer working. In the fall they let me move to a part-time position with hours that let me have the course I needed. The pay was pretty good."

"After I graduated the society offered me a full meter position with a decent pay. I enjoyed the employment, meeting new people, and using my Education Department for work I enjoyed."She continued.

"After about 3 years they hired a couple of guys that would be working on the team with me. Everything was delicately for a yoke of weeks. Then the molestation started. It was leering looks and then occasional inappropriate verbal commentary. The comment increased from occasional to frequent. Then it became sexually suggestive comments. I complained to my director and then to human being resources. It settled down for a little time, then came back. After a small number of unwanted touches, I made the decision to give. I sent my resignation and my intellect to my supervisory program and H.R. and never went back. I received a 6-month compensation check after signing an agreement not to sue. I discovered an organization that contracted with freelance in writing designer to do work for companies of various sizing. They took a percentage of each job, but kept workplace consistently coming my way. I worked through them for a little over 2 years before I decided to travel back and employment for myself. I have a little spot a few stop away. I have a clerical helper working for me."she again continued.

Her floor stopped there.

"How is your business doing ?"I asked.

"Tom, it was hard determination work at first. But then some of my clients from California heard I was in byplay for myself. They started using me for their indigence. Soon news got around and I had more workplace than I could address. I have one of my schoolmate from college coming to work with me in a hebdomad,"Sarah told me.

Her vocalization had been such a pleasance to listen to. She had given me so much information about herself. I knew I wanted to get to love her better.

After a pause I asked,"Sarah, would you like to dance ?"

"I thought you would never ask ?"she answered.

We stood. I took her by the hand and we walked to the dance floor. While we danced we were watched by a large number of hoi polloi. I had forgotten how it felt dancing with her. She was light on her metrical foot and felt so good while we danced penny-pinching together.

After the third or fourth song she whispered in my ear,"What are you doing after the reunion ?"

I knew what she was asking. I hesitated for a bit before answering.

"I have program to camp out and watch the meteor shower tonight,"I responded.

She pulled back slightly and looked at me. I think she was trying to determine if I was telling the truth.

"Yes the Perseid meteor shower summit tonight a piddling after midnight. I have a corking wake spot,"I told her.

She must have got believed me.

"May I join you ?"she whispered into my ear."I have never seen a meteor shower."

Without reluctance I answered,"Sure if you would wish to."

We spent the ease of the Nox with each other dance, eating, and just talking. I was surprise how tardily it was to verbalize with her. It felt like were secure champion getting back together after a longsighted clock time. We continued to get puzzled flavor from many of my classmates throughout the rest of the night. I continued to become more and more strike with Sarah as the night continued. She came across as extremely intelligent. She was well versed in many areas including electric current effect. The 10 years since high school had been very right to her. She had changed small since graduation although her flavor had softened and it did not appear from physical composition. Her pelt was warm and piano. I tended to deliver coldness deal. I learned a lot about her family and she was very interested in hearing about mine.

The DJ announced that the last chance to dance was coming shortly. Sarah and I sat down.

"Sarah, do you to turn back for a change of clothes ?"I asked."I have a change of clothes in my car."

"I had n't thought about that,"she stated."I know would n't want to don this for watching meteors or camping out."

That was the first time I thought about her staying and camping with me all night.

"You could take after me to my place after the reunion and I can vary there,"Sarah suggested.

"auditory sensation fine !"I replied."Do you have anyone to whom you wish to say good day ?"

"A few,"she answered.

"I have a few also,"I said."I 'll meet you back here."

She nodded and we separated. We said our goodbyes and met back at the table about 5 mo after the last song ended.

As we were walking out to the parking area Sarah asked,"Where are you going to change ?"

"I'll variety in my car,"I answered.

We came across my car first. We both got in and drove to where her car was parked. She got out and I backed up to let her back out of her parking maculation. I followed her to her apartment construction and parked future to her car.

"I'll be back soon !"Sarah said before going inside.

I changed into my comfortable clothes, tossing my other wearing apparel into the back seat. A few minutes later Sarah reappeared wearing a sloppy tee shirt and well-fixed looking pants and place. She got in the car a patted my hired man. I again felt some"electricity"go through me.

"Let 's go !"she exclaimed with excitement and prevision in her voice.

I drove out of Ithiel Town toward the high school. I turned left onto the main road on the due south end of town and followed it around the Confederate States end of the lake. I felt her hand motility onto the top of my leg. She just rested it there. I felt some agitation building. I turned into property by the lake. I drove the little more than a after part of a sea mile to where the cabin and bottom of the Hill were. I got out, grabbed the lamp, and a few early things. I led Sarah up to the top of hill with the light source from the battery-powered lamp. We got to the top I put the lamp down and spread out the quiescency udder. The sleeping suitcase were outstanding they would provide some shock on the ground and had built in pillows. I had been planning to pile them, instead I laid them side by incline because Sarah was here. It made for comfortable star/meteor gazing.

"I'm going back to the car for a few more things,"I told Sarah.

"This is a great place for looking at the sky. Is there a beach down there ?"Sarah asked.

"Yes, good for swimming. Very few smoke around and a overnice sandy merchant ship,"I replied before going down to the car.

I grabbed the cooler and brought it up to the hilltop. Sarah was already laying on one of the quiescence traveling bag. The lamp was still on and I could help but notice Sarah 's curve ball and figure even with the loose fitting clothes she was wearing. I set the cooler down on one of the log seats we had set up around the fire pit. I had set up the forest in the fire pit for a bon fervency, however I had not planned on starting a fire tonight the Inner Light would intervene with observing the meteor exhibitioner.

"I have a few bottleful of water system, a few beers, and some former drinking on ice in the ice chest. Have whatever you want,"I said to Sarah.

"I 'll have a bottle of H2O now if you do n't listen,"she responded."This is indisputable a enceinte, well-heeled way to look at stars."

I grabbed a bottle for each of us. I lay down on the other sleeping bag and handed the nursing bottle of water to Sarah. I shut the lamp off. The principal in the sky became brighter.

"When does the display originate ?"She asked.

I looked at the time on my phone.

"Anytime now,"I told her.

"There are for certain a lot of principal,"she said.

I started pointing out some of the constellation. Soon she started naming some of them. I was again impressed by her cognition. During high schoolhouse I had always assumed that she did n't have much going on upstairs, but tonight she had definitely changed my intellect. I was pointing out the configuration Perseus ( the gunpoint in the sky where tonight 's meteors appeared to originate ) when there were a duad of streak of light.

"Were those the meteor ?"Sarah asked.

"Yes. It is starting it will peak in about an hour,"I answered."Just keep looking that direction."

We watched soon there were run of lightheaded across the sky every bit or so. After 30 or 40 minutes the relative frequency increased. Occasionally a turgid streak would seem. to the highest degree of the meteoroid were probably just specs of backbone. The larger streak may induce been from minuscule pebbles.

I explained to Sarah,"These are the leftover from a comet. The comet was named …"

"Swift-Tuttle !"Sarah interrupted.

Now I was really impressed.

"You 've been holding out on me. You know more than you have been letting on,"I stated.

"Ok, one of my jobs a couple of years ago was a layout for a science magazine article on shooting star shower bath. It explained when and where to look for them throughout the calendar year,"she explained.

We continued to watch the appearance. We saw a mates of examples off a meteor that broke into 2 or more pieces generating multiple streaks from 1 pilot source. I had seen this a few prison term before, but it sure impressed Sarah. Occasionally she would touch and caress the vertebral column of my mitt. Each trace gave me a unspoiled flavour. The frequency of the shooting star began to decrease.

"You sure recognise how to put together a good first date,"Sarah said matter-of-factly."May I have one of those beers now ?"

I was stunned and at a passing for intelligence when she said"number 1 appointment ”. First I had n't considered this a engagement. Then it hit me that she had said"first ”, implying there would be at least another. I gathered myself, got up, and retrieved 2 beers from the cooler. The beers were at the bottom of the ice chest deep in the ice. I handed one of them to Sarah and lay back down on the sleeping bag that was side by side to her. Both of us were decent handed and were drinking our beers. Sarah was on my right position. Suddenly there were several shooting star streaking across the sky in chronological succession. I set my beer down and pointed up for Sarah to discover.

"That was a marvellous display,"Sarah said.

When I put my arm down Sarah reached over and touched my hired hand.

"Ooo ! Your bridge player is common cold. Let me warm up it up,"she said.

I thought she was just going to agree it. However she took it and moved it under the waist banding of her pants near the inside of her left thigh. This caught me by surprisal. Before I moved Sarah moved herself faithful to me and my hand went between her wooden leg. Her pussy was clean shaven, indulgent, smooth, and warm. She spread her leg giving me better entree. It was obvious she wanted me to do to a greater extent. I traced my fingers around the outside of her pussy sassing. Sarah moaned lightly in hold. I could feel the warmth coming from inside her body. I traced a duet of my digit from the top to the bottom of her pussy sassing. There was a slight amount of moisture that had escaped from between them and was now on tips of my finger. After another moan from her I pressed my finger between her pussy lips. She was already quite wet inside. I felt Sarah shiver. Then her reached over and rubbed up and down on the front of my pants. Because of what I had been doing to her I had already become semi-hard. The flavor of her handwriting quickly caused me to season completely. Sarah must consume definitely felt my penis pushing up inside my pants. She unsnapped the waistband of my pants and then unzipped them. My underclothing pushed up through the opening in my pants. Sarah kept rubbing along my underwear. My penis needed to lam, it was becoming uncomfortable. I used my other hired hand and was capable to skid my pants and underwear down while lifting my prat end off the sleeping bag. My penis stood up in the air and Sarah immediately wrapped her finger's breadth around it. She then pulled down her pant and I had well-off access to her womanhood. I pressed my finger's breadth deeper into her to additional appreciative moans. Sarah continued to move her hired man up and down my shaft. I moaned due the rattling smell of her fingerbreadth. I was concerned I was going to explode too quickly. I had been over 3 month since Gwen had died. I hadn't had sex since.

I pushed my finger's breadth into her vaginal porta and slowly pushed them in and out to sounds of pleasance from Sarah. I was disappointed when she let go of me. However my disappointment turned to excitement when she used her hands to pull her shirt up and off her body. It was very obscure outside. I wished so very often to see her nude.

"May I turn the light on ?"I asked.

"Sure, sure go ahead,"Sarah answered.

I flipped the switch on the battery-powered lamp. My middle got extensive when the light illuminated her body. I knew she had vauntingly boob, however I was amazed at how firm, turn, and perfect they were. She noticed the look on my facial expression.

She smiled and said,"I love that looking at. I haven't seen that feeling for a farsighted time."

"You look so wonderful. I never realized how you would look without your wearing apparel. Yes, I thought about it, but the reality is so much more than I imagined,"I said.

"You can do Sir Thomas More than just look,"Sarah invited.

I rolled on my side to face Sarah. I had to remove my right hand had from between her legs, but quickly replaced it with my left handwriting. I moved my right hand to her nearest breast and began to massage it. It was very warm, gentle, smoothen, flexible, yet oddly business firm and resilient. Her moans and ahs encouraged me to continue. I then used my digit to circle the areola around her nipple. Her nipple season and began to protrude significantly beyond it's archetype level. I lightly circled the outside of her nipple, then rubbed over the tip. Sarah softly squealed.

I realized that Sarah still had a detainment of my member and was still firmly, but slowly, moving her handwriting up and down the length of my dig. I was still entire length and very strong. I had been so focused on the looker in figurehead of me I had lost focus on what she was doing to me. I looked into her eyes. She had a quenched, but inviting, flavor on her human face. She closed her eyes and let out and gentle"mmm ”, then her lips puckered. I could aim a trace. I released her knocker, to incite to buss her. I noticed there was some liquid on my finger's breadth tip. I assumed it was some perspiration. Our lips met. Her lips were soft, warmly, and moist. Sarah moaned after we had been kissing for several minutes. She opened her mouth slightly. I opened mine and before long we were knife wrestling and breathing heavily through our olfactory organ. Eventually we broke our lip lock.

"I loved the kiss. Bit, I was trying to get you to kiss my breast,"Sarah said between breathes.

I needed no further prompt and quickly moved my lips to her nearest white meat. I immediately put my lip to her nipple. I kissed her mammilla before licking, then I started sucking on it. Sarah moaned again. Then something unexpected happened. I got some liquid in my sassing. The liquid tasted like a warm sweetened milk. It was a very pleasant taste and although I was surprised I continued sucking and enjoying what I was receiving from her. After a few min I stopped.

"You are lactating,"I stated."You obviously have a infant. Are you married ? Does the father live with you ?"

I asked fearing there might be retaliation from a husband or boyfriend. She paused for a bit before answering.

She answered hesitantly,"I 'm pitiful I didn't tell you I have a shaver. He is staying with my parents overnight. I didn't want to pick him up and fire up him up after the reunion."

She paused again.

"The beginner is in California,"she said then paused before continuing."I … I was … raped."

I could hear the annoyance and unhappiness in her voice.

"Sarah, you do n't need to continue. I hear the pain in your articulation,"I offered.

"No, I want to assure you. First I did n't know I was going to make a self-coloured connection with mortal at the reunion. While we were talking I should have told you. However I did not want to frighten off you away,"she said."Second as for the father of my child, he is now in prison house. The person that raped me was one of the two bozo that had originally come to play with me and causing me to leave and go out on my own. One night I was out celebrating my birthday with some friends. Our delegate number one wood had just dropped me off. Just when I had unlocked my doorway he jumped me and pushed me inside. I had a lilliputian too very much to drink and he easily overpowered me. He raped me there. He had a mask on. I pulled it off just when he finished. He ran off, but not before I recognized him. I immediately called the police and he was arrested the next day."

"What a horrible experience,"I said.

"I found out 6 weeks later that I was pregnant. I passingly considered abortion, but I couldn't do that. The shaver was not to blame for what happened. I couldn't take it's aliveness,"she continued."After the trial run I decided to pull up stakes California and move back menage. I would need service and keep to prove my child. My son, Tom, born about 10 months ago."

"You named your son Tom ?"I questioned.

"Yes, I hope you don't mind ”, she answered.

"You named your child after me ?"I asked.

"well kind of. My beginner is named Tom too,"she replied."But I did call back of you."

Throughout this clip Sarah had continued with her paw job on my irradiation. Her story had distracted me from the attention she had been paying to me. I shifted slightly.

"Do you require to block ?"Sarah asked.

"Yes,"I said watching her expression turn to disappointment."But I would care to start on your other breast."

"Please,"she laughed while quickening her stride on my penis."I guess I have not scared you off yet."

I moved over to her right breast. I kissed and licked around the nipple. It quickly became hard and erect. I began to suck and again rewarded by her sweet nectar. I sucked and swallowed for respective minutes. I moved to get on top of her.

"delay on, I want to be on top Tom,"Sarah insisted.

I turned on my back and pulled her on top of me. She let go of my member in the physical process. I loved the feel of her milk laden breasts pushing on my chest. I wrapped my arms around her and squeezed. We shared a long passionate buss. When I released her She got up on her knees. She positioned my phallus to figure her. She slowly lowered herself until the head of my penis touched her warm up damp snatch.

"Over 10 class ago I promised to give you a night you wouldn't forget,"she said."I plan to keep that promise tonight."

"You have a bang-up start,"I responded."I hope I can give it memorable for you as well."

She pressed down and I began to enter her. She was hot, slick, and cushy. It had been awhile since I had been inside a char. The impression was something I had nearly forgotten. Suddenly something came into my head.

"Sarah, this is wonderful. I do not have a condom. Are you on birth controller ?"I asked gently.

"Thanks for thinking about that. You are truly a gentleman's gentleman. I am on birthing ascendancy,"Sarah answered then continued to move lower.

I closed my eye and concentrated on the almost indescribable, enjoyable belief of her tight, slick, strong pussy. Her vaginal muscularity tightened and relaxed as she continued to take more and more of me into her. I reached up and my manus on her protruding boob. I began by softly caressing her breasts away from her mamilla. Sarah drew a oceanic abyss intimation and let it out.

"Ooo ! That feels wonderful. Be thrifty the teat are bid,"she said.

I was surprised that she hadn't said something earlier when I had been sucking on her bosom. I continued circling, moving closer to her nipples. Sarah had moved all the way down on me. She paused there. A fulfill smiling crossed her fount. I moved the palms of my helping hand over her teat and began gentle kneading them. She swiveled her rose hip around providing me another marvellous superstar.

"Mmm ! You feel so nice inside me. You are so long and thick. You fill me up so nice. It has been so very prospicient since I have had a existent man inside me,"Sarah said.

"You 're so very wet inside,"I responded."I feel my fellow member throbbing inside your tight pussy."

"My Dr. gave me some exercises to do after my son was born to tighten and strengthen affair up. I have been very faithful doing those since,"Sarah stated.

I looked at her venter. At to the lowest degree by the luminosity of the lantern there was no sign that she had ever been meaning. I moved one of my men down from one of her breasts. I guided it down across her house, trimness venter. I circled my finger around her navel. Sarah took in a mysterious breather and then let it out slowly before taking another cryptic breathing place. Her abdominal muscle heftiness twitched at my touch. She took my manus in hers and lowered it between her branch. I quickly found Sarah's button. Sarah jerked when I touched it. I continued while Sarah began to move up and back down on my rod. beginning it was just an inch or two. Her vaginal muscles loosened when she moved up, than squeezed when she moved back down. Both of us began to breathe heavily as the stoke lengthened. Soon she was bouncing up and down with wildness. After a couple of moment we were both panting. I felt the pressure building inside me. I started sweating and felt sudor driblet from Sarah's os frontale also. I exploded into her with a long grunt and arched my stake lifting Sarah up. Then Sarah shook and shuddered. Her vaginal heftiness contracted and relaxed spasmodically while she yelled"Yes ! Oh yes !"up toward the sky. When her orgasm ended she collapsed on top of me. I wrapped my blazonry and pegleg around her until our breathing returned to normal. I enjoyed feeling her body pressing on top of mine. I was still hard and still inside her. We kissed a very passionate kiss. We only stopped to get a quick breath.

"May I roll you over for round 2 ?"I asked.

She answered,"I would like that very much. Please be gentle and do n't cause me feel trapped."

I guess this was due to past experience. I gently rolled her over to the other sleeping bag while still deep inside her. Sarah kissed my bureau as I started moving out and then back inside her. Her kiss were soft and gentle, then she began to piece on my nipple. I had never had anyone do this to me before. The feeling was strange, but strangely pleasant and extremely gratifying. I did my Charles Herbert Best to forestall Sarah from feeling trapped in any way. I started moving slowly in and out with brusque fortuity. I watched her breasts moving, bouncing up at down at the yard I was setting. I lengthened my cam stroke and increased my speed. Her titty moved farther and more rapidly. I loved watching them move under me. Sarah must has seen the grin on my case because she smiled back. I lasted a patch since I had cum just a short time before. I watched as her middle closed concentrating on the feelings she was having. I felt the boiling in my glob as my scrotum tightened up. I grunted and slammed deeply into her. I exploded into her as her vagina tightened like a vice around me. She screamed loudly as her orgasm took mastery of her body. She writhed and trembled under me for a brace of minute of arc. Once she became still. Not wanting her to feel trapped I rolled back to my master sleeping bag.

A few minutes later after we had recovered and cooled down I zipped the sleeping bags together. We climbed into the connect sleeping bags and cuddled together enjoying the passion of each early's eubstance. We fell asleep in each other's arms. We remained that way until the sun had been up for a couple of hours. I woke first. I watched her for various minutes before she opened her heart. She sure was beautiful.

When she opened her eye I asked,"So what are we doing for our second base particular date ?"

"You 'll just make to waitress to find out,"she answered smiling .