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Gwen and I, my epithet is Tom, had grown up together since we were 3. We became best friends. Gwen was the most beautiful little girl at school and had been elected to our high school homecoming royalty in our freshman, sophomore, and junior years. In the middle of our junior year Sarah Elizabeth moved to our city. Her begetter had just become CEO of the biggest company in our city. She and her family moved into one of the most expensive houses available in town. Sarah Elizabeth who we called Sarah E. to distinguish her from Sarah T. one of the popular girls at school. Sarah Elizabeth ( I'll just hollo her Sarah from now on ) was dissimilar from the other girls at schooling. Sarah dressed impeccably all of the clock time. She wore clothes that accented her looks and her figure. Her haircloth was blonde, with some wave to it, and came down below her berm. She was on the tall side about 5'10"or 11 ”. Her branch were foresighted and sleek. She was physically fit, but had the bend of a char. Her breasts were vauntingly and were noticed by all the guys when she walked by. They were also a discussion subject of many of the girls. She quickly made many protagonist at the school.

Gwen and I continued to be best friends throughout schoolhouse, just honest supporter. Because we were so close many at school considered us a mates and believed we were boyfriend/girlfriend. Yes, we had hugged on rare occasions at the funerals of our grandparents or other family members. We had also kissed on a few occasions like each time she was elected to homecoming royalty and the sentence after I had scored the winning basket in basketball game. But nothing of a on-key sexual nature.

After our elder twelvemonth started Gwen stated various time that she wanted to be homecoming queen. She became almost fixated on this during the weeks leading up to homecoming. She became pertain when she discovered Sarah was also going to run for homecoming fagot. After the balloting 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 hebdomad.

After the homecoming saltation Gwen and I went to the bit where we had spent many summer days and even camped out overnight. Gwen had worked in cahoots with our mothers to pack thing in the car I would need for an overnight stay. The office was a property previously owned by my granddad before he died. It was purchased fully by my father by him buying my uncle's half. The property bordered the South position of a lake, it had a hill with a large level top that we had used for camping, star gazing, and watching meteor exhibitor. The property also had an old Edward Durell Stone cabin on the former side of the hill from the lake.

After the homecoming dance Gwen informed me that we were going to the hill to spend the dark. She had already spoken to our parents. That Night we made love life for the number 1 fourth dimension, second clip, and tierce time.

After eminent school day we went to the same college and shared an apartment off campus. I finished my bachelor's of science degree in experimental physics in 3 long time. Then completed my PhD in theoretical physics during the following 6 years. A company had approached me after I received my grade and was worry backing research and developing based on my doctoral thesis. They paid off my schoolhouse loans and offered me a substantial salary.

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

In the adjacent few years we had planned to get marital and buy a home. However about year after graduation exercise in late May I was devastated when Gwen was involved in an automobile accident and died as the result of her injuries. I requested a 3 month leave of absence to go home for Gwen 's funeral and then spend time at home around my family line for documentation. My companionship graciously agreed.

After I arrived nursing home I discovered that our 10 year reunion was planned for later that summertime. I waffled back and forth as to whether to go. Finally my mother convinced me it would be good foe me to go and see some old friends of mine and Gwen's. Maybe even share some happy memories and receive their condolences. I bought a slate for the consequence which was to be held at one of the better hotels in town.

Before the reunification I decided to expend some fourth dimension at"the hill ”. I had found all of the old camping paraphernalia which I had left in my old bedroom. My parents had left matter in the bedroom in lieu for when Gwen and I would come back from schooltime for sojourn. I put the things in the car and went to the lake incline attribute. There was a meteor shower peaking that dark one of several Gwen and I had camped out to see several fourth dimension. When I arrived at the property I saw the improvement my father had made to the old stone cabin. The walls had been repaired, a new cap, 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 forefather had told me he was now renting out the cabin on occasion for fisherman and hunting watch to offset the toll of repairs. I had the key to the cabin, but I intended to camp down out on the hill as Gwen and I had done many times in the past. This meteor cascade, Aquarid, was not one of the most spectacular of the year, but usually had it's moments. I lay on top of the Benny Hill on my sleeping bag watching the periodic stripe of luminance across the sky. Before long I was remembering Gwen, our fourth dimension there, and wept heavily until I was exhausted and fell asleep. When I woke up the sun was already shining high in the sky. I decided to come back and spend the night again in the middle of August the rest of the night after the reunion. The reunion was scheduled to end at midnight and the meteor display would start about 1:00 a.m.

Finally the Nox of the reunion arrived. Even though the hotel was only a short drive away, my mind was swimming in memories of heights school. Unfortunately most of the store turned into memories of Gwen. I arrived at the hotel and parked. My eyes filled with binge. I sat in the car sobbing trying to decide 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 back of my car. Brad was the senior pilot of our basketball squad our older twelvemonth. We were both newcomer. I remembered that my female parent had said, it would be sound for me to see and address with my friends from luxuriously schoolhouse. I collected myself and then wiped away the end of my weeping. I got out of the car and walked into the hotel, making my way to the ballroom. I checked in at the tabular array and spoke with the two adult female at the table. 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 channel their sympathy. I thanked them and walked into the large room. There were tabular array and a buffet set up on one side of meat of the room and a saltation floor with a DJ setting up on the other side of meat of the room. I spotted Brad and the other newcomer on the basketball game squad sitting together with who I assumed were their partner. I walked over to the table and was greeted very warmly by all there. 2 of the ladies there were from our class. They were Jim and Eric 's wife now. Brad had his girlfriend there and Henry Martyn Robert had his wife who was from the soph division when we seniors. I was asked to link them. I grabbed a chairman from a nearby mesa and sat down with my back to the entrance. I appreciated all the fellow feeling they offered for Gwen 's death. Then I enjoyed catching up on what they all had been doing. In the middle of our conversation everyone at the table suddenly became quiet. I noticed their center directed toward the entrance. I turned my head around and saw Sarah just inside the door looking around.

One of the Lady at the board finally broke the silence asking,"Is n't that the one that beat out Gwen for homecoming queen ?"

"Yes, yes it is,"Brad answered."I thought she had moved to CA. 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 board. She sat straight in my line of merchandise of deal when I turned back to face 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 a lot right to be there as any one of us. She was not going to smash the eventide for me. Our conversation at the mesa continued with everyone bringing the group up to date on where they were in their lives. 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. I was alone at the table. various people, both friend 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 prison term when neither of us had anyone at our tables. I was not for sure what prompted me to go over to her table. I had no disfavor for her, just the dashing hopes that she was homecoming queen rather than Gwen.

As I walked to her table she smiled. I took bill that Sarah had changed very little since high school. She still had gorgeous metier to long, blond whisker with a ripe sum of money of wave. Her blue optic and nearly perfect tense facial features were still the same. It appeared that she was still thin and fit. When she had walked in I couldn't helper but notice her retentive toned legs. Her breasts were a sight to behold. They were large, and at least with her apparel on, were well shaped. They were the ones that caught both the boy 's and the female child 's attention during high 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 things are not so well with you. I heard Gwen was in an stroke and did n't gain it. I 'm so sorry."

"Thank you !"I replied with tears filling my eyes."The net few month have been very hard."

Sarah moved to a chair next to me. I had already noticed there was change in Sarah overall mental attitude. She was coming across as truly genuine and not the"I'm easily than you"and clubby attitude she had in high shoal. She put her hand on mine.

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

I told her I was living in an apartment in Bay State near Hub of the Universe. I had graduated with a B.S. in experimental cathartic, then had gotten a Master's and PhD in Theoretical physical science. I then told her I was working for a company in the Boston area.

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

She hesitated, then explained I had been living in California near Los Angeles until about 12 months ago. I have been back here since then. I went to college out there and received a Bachelor's degree in multi-media Graphical Design in 5 age. During my second class of college I was approached by one of the former ladies in one of my social class and asked if I would be occupy in doing some mold work. She said she was working for a big representation that was looking girls. The job form of got me off rails getting my degree.

I took a chance and called the earphone number she gave me to set up n interview. They hired me on the spot. I took the job modeling clothing. You know dresses, pant, blouses, shirts, and physical exercise clothes. About 3 meter a week I would go attire, get made up, and then pose for a photographer. ***********ed video would be used for publicizing in respective media both print and online. Everything went well for nearly a year. The pay was practiced and since my father was paying for my college, room, and board, I now had extra money for other things.

After about a year of modeling the individual that hired me approached me after a photograph shoot. She asked if I would be interested in modeling swimming costume and stated I certainly had the right body human body. She also told me that it would pay 30 % Thomas More. She told me to recall about it and let her know. I put my dress back on and decided I would take the swimsuit problem when they came around.

I was surprise how very much Sarah was telling me. We were not friends in senior high school school, nor had much fundamental interaction in senior high school school. We had shared a dance at homecoming and she had tried to get me to fit up with me after the dance. Promising me a Nox"I would never forget ”. However that was the night I spent with Gwen and we had intercourse for the first sentence.

Sarah continued. I modeled wearable and swimsuits for the future class. I enjoyed the occasional increase in pay. school was going well and I was learning both the educational and byplay side of things. During my fourth year of collage the Sami person came to me and asked me if I would be interested in modeling intimate apparel. There would be an additional 30 % step-up in pay over the swimsuit modeling pay rate. It took me until my following modeling session for me to give my result. I reluctantly accepted with the condition I could reject the wearing of anything I deemed inappropriate. The lingerie modelling Roger Huntington Sessions were less frequent than swimsuit sessions, which were less shop at than clothing model sessions. I was hoping to fine-tune that spring so I knew this would be short terminus.

Then something happened, the modeling representation put on a big push for good example to go to a localization shoot over wintertime rift. I had already planned on going place for the vacation so I quickly declined. The agency then pushed for me to go to a location shoot during bounce break. I tentatively agreed. When I got back from winter break respective of the poser that had gone on the location shoot were no longer around. I asked about them and received no literal answer. At college about 2 workweek later I saw one of the poser I had worked with. I went over to her and asked where she had gone. Her answer scared me. During the nights at and after the shoot she said she was constantly pressured for sex by the male photographers and other male staff. The erstwhile model said she couldn't wait to get back and quit. The adjacent time I went in for modeling, multitude at the government agency put a full moon insistency to get me to agree to go to the location shoot over spring break. Based on what the former example told me I had no selection, but to quit on the daub.

"Good choice !"I told her.

Sarah still on the chairperson next to me leaned closer and said,"The music and stochasticity level has increased and it is strong to hear."

She touched my deal. It felt corresponding electricity going through my hand and up my arm. I attributed this to a touch when I was not expecting this.

Sarah continued with her hand still on top of mine,"I had saved a large role of the money from modeling so quitting was not going to be a problem. During my last semester I realized I had made a mistake with my course of study after talking to my pleader about gradation. Even though I would accept plenty credit, I had missed one of the requirements for my grade. An allow course of study was not offered during the summer terms and I would have to return in the fall to complete the course. I found an internship at a troupe there and spent the summertime working. In the evenfall they let me run to a part-time view with hours that let me bring the class I needed. The pay was pretty good."

"After I graduated the company offered me a full moon meter position with a the right way salary. I enjoyed the work, meeting new masses, and using my pedagogy for employment I enjoyed."She continued.

"After about 3 years they hired a couple of guys that would be working on the squad with me. Everything was fine for a distich of hebdomad. Then the harassment started. It was leering tone and then occasional inappropriate verbal comments. The commentary increased from occasional to haunt. Then it became sexually significative comment. I complained to my manager and then to human resourcefulness. It settled down for a short time, then came back. After a small telephone number of undesirable touches, I made the decision to pull up stakes. I sent my resignation and my reasons to my supervisor and H.R. and never went back. I received a 6-month compensation checkout after signing an agreement not to sue. I discovered an administration that contracted with self-employed person in writing designers to do work for fellowship of versatile size of it. They took a percentage of each job, but kept work consistently coming my way. I worked through them for a trivial over 2 geezerhood before I decided to go back and work for myself. I have a diminished berth a few blocks away. I have a clerical supporter working for me."she again continued.

Her report stopped there.

"How is your business doing ?"I asked.

"Tom, it was hard finding oeuvre at first. But then some of my clients from California heard I was in business for myself. They started using me for their needs. Soon word got around and I had more work than I could address. I have one of my classmates from college coming to work with me in a week,"Sarah told me.

Her voice had been such a delight to listen to. She had given me so a good deal information about herself. I knew I wanted to get to have it away 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 helping hand and we walked to the dance floor. While we danced we were watched by a large number of people. I had forgotten how it felt dancing with her. She was light on her metrical foot and felt so good while we danced stopping point together.

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

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

"I have programme to camp down out and follow the meteor shower bath tonight,"I responded.

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

"Yes the Perseid meteor shower superlative tonight a short after midnight. I have a great viewing 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 hesitation I answered,"Sure if you would wish to."

We spent the respite of the Night with each former saltation, eating, and just talking. I was surprised how easy it was to spill with her. It felt like were good champion getting back together after a farsighted time. We continued to get bewilder looks from many of my classmates throughout the rest of the dark. I continued to become to a greater extent and more impressed with Sarah as the night continued. She came across as extremely well-informed. She was well versed in many country including flow events. The 10 years since high school shoal had been very expert to her. She had changed little since graduation although her facial expression had softened and it did not come along from physical composition. Her cutis was lovesome and soft. I tended to have cold hands. I learned a lot about her family and she was very interested in hearing about mine.

The DJ announced that the last chance to trip the light fantastic toe was coming shortly. Sarah and I sat down.

"Sarah, do you to stop for a change of wearing apparel ?"I asked."I have a change of dress in my car."

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

That was the first fourth dimension I thought about her staying and camping with me all nighttime.

"You could keep an eye on me to my place after the reunion and I can shift there,"Sarah suggested.

"audio fine !"I replied."Do you have anyone to whom you wish to say goodbye ?"

"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 mesa about 5 bit after the close Song dynasty ended.

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

"I'll modification 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 spot. I followed her to her apartment building and parked next to her car.

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

I changed into my comfortable clothes, tossing my other clothes into the binding seat. A few minutes later Sarah reappeared wearing a sloppy t-shirt and comfortable looking pants and shoes. She got in the car a patted my hand. I again felt some"electricity"go through me.

"Let 's go !"she exclaimed with excitement and anticipation in her phonation.

I drove out of town toward the high gear schooltime. I turned left onto the highway on the Dixie end of town and followed it around the Dixie end of the lake. I felt her hand move onto the top of my leg. She just rested it there. I felt some excitement building. I turned into property by the lake. I drove the little more than a quarter of a mile to where the cabin and bottom of the hill were. I got out, grabbed the lamp, and a few other things. I led Sarah up to the top of hill with the light from the battery-powered lamp. We got to the top I put the lamp down and circularise out the sleeping bags. The quiescence bags were swell they would provide some cushion on the ground and had built in pillows. I had been planning to stack them, instead I laid them incline by side of meat because Sarah was here. It made for comfortable star/meteor gazing.

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

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

"Yes, good for swimming. Very few gage around and a nice sandy bottom,"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 sleeping bags. The lamp was still on and I could help but poster Sarah 's curve and image even with the loose trying on 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 wood in the fire pit for a bon fire, however I had not planned on starting a flaming tonight the light would interpose with observing the meteoroid shower bath.

"I have a few bottles of pee, a few beers, and some other drink on ice in the tank. Have whatever you want,"I said to Sarah.

"I 'll have a bottle of water now if you do n't mind,"she responded."This is certainly a swell, comfortable way to appear at stars."

I grabbed a bottle for each of us. I lay down on the other sleeping bag and handed the bottle of H2O to Sarah. I shut the lamp off. The stars in the sky became brighter.

"When does the show start ?"She asked.

I looked at the time on my phone.

"Anytime now,"I told her.

"There are sure a lot of maven,"she said.

I started pointing out some of the constellations. Soon she started naming some of them. I was again impressed by her knowledge. During richly schooltime I had always assumed that she did n't feature much going on upstairs, but tonight she had definitely changed my mind. I was pointing out the constellation Perseus ( the point in the sky where tonight 's meteors appeared to originate ) when there were a span of streak of light.

"Were those the meteoroid ?"Sarah asked.

"Yes. It is starting it will top out in about an hr,"I answered."Just keep looking that direction."

We watched soon there were streaks of light across the sky every instant or so. After 30 or 40 minute the frequency increased. Occasionally a turgid streak would appear. virtually of the meteors were likely just glasses of sand. The orotund stripe may suffer been from belittled pebbles.

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

"Swift-Tuttle !"Sarah interrupted.

Now I was really print.

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

"Ok, one of my business a yoke of years ago was a layout for a science magazine article on meteor rain shower. It explained when and where to look for them throughout the calendar year,"she explained.

We continued to determine the show. We saw a distich of illustration off a meteor that broke into 2 or more objet d'art generating multiple run from 1 original source. I had seen this a few times before, but it sure impressed Sarah. Occasionally she would touch and caress the binding of my hand. Each touch gave me a good feeling. The frequency of the shooting star began to decrease.

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

I was stunned and at a personnel casualty for language when she said"first appointment ”. first I had n't considered this a escort. 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 cooler deep in the ice. I handed one of them to Sarah and lay back down on the sleeping bag that was next to her. Both of us were right handed and were drinking our beers. Sarah was on my right-hand side. Suddenly there were respective meteors streaking across the sky in taking over. I set my beer down and pointed up for Sarah to acknowledge.

"That was a howling display,"Sarah said.

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

"Ooo ! Your hand is cold. Let me warm it up,"she said.

I thought she was just going to go for it. However she took it and moved it under the waist band of her pants near the inside of her left thigh. This caught me by surprise. Before I moved Sarah moved herself closemouthed to me and my hand went between her branch. Her kitty was clean shaven, soft, placid, and warm. She spread her pegleg giving me ripe admission. It was obvious she wanted me to do Sir Thomas More. I traced my digit around the outside of her pussy lip. Sarah moaned lightly in appreciation. I could palpate the heat coming from inside her body. I traced a distich of my fingers from the top to the underside of her pussy rim. There was a slight amount of money of moisture that had escaped from between them and was now on tips of my fingers. After another moan from her I pressed my fingerbreadth between her pussycat back talk. She was already quite wet inside. I felt Sarah shiver. Then her reached over and rubbed up and down on the front end of my pant. Because of what I had been doing to her I had already become semi-hard. The feel of her paw quickly caused me to harden completely. Sarah must have definitely felt my penis pushing up inside my trouser. She unsnapped the waistband of my knickers and then unzipped them. My underwear pushed up through the opening in my pants. Sarah kept rubbing along my underwear. My penis needed to escape, it was becoming uncomfortable. I used my other helping hand and was able to slue my pants and underwear down while lifting my rear end off the sleeping bag. My penis stood up in the air and Sarah immediately wrapped her finger around it. She then pulled down her pants and I had wanton access to her womanhood. I pressed my finger's breadth deeper into her to additional appreciative moans. Sarah continued to be active her hand up and down my shaft. I moaned due the tremendous feeling of her fingers. I was concerned I was going to break loose too quickly. I had been over 3 calendar month since Gwen had died. I hadn't had sex since.

I pushed my finger into her vaginal opening and slowly pushed them in and out to sounds of pleasure from Sarah. I was disappointed when she let go of me. However my disappointment turned to excitement when she used her hands to pull in her shirt up and off her physical structure. It was very dark outside. I wished so very very much to see her nude.

"May I turn the Inner Light on ?"I asked.

"Sure, for sure go ahead,"Sarah answered.

I flipped the switch on the battery-powered lamp. My eyes got spacious when the light illuminated her body. I knew she had large tit, however I was amazed at how firm, round, and perfect they were. She noticed the feeling on my typeface.

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

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

"You can do more than just reckon,"Sarah invited.

I rolled on my side to face Sarah. I had to take out my right field had from between her stage, but quickly replaced it with my left wing hand. I moved my right hand to her nearest breast and began to massage it. It was very warm, soft, liquid, pliable, yet strangely house and resilient. Her moan and ahs encouraged me to continue. I then used my fingerbreadth to encircle the areola around her nipple. Her nipple hardened and began to protrude significantly beyond it's archetype level. I lightly circled the exterior of her mammilla, then rubbed over the tip. Sarah softly squealed.

I realized that Sarah still had a grasp of my penis and was still firmly, but slowly, moving her manus up and down the distance of my shaft. I was still full length and very intemperate. I had been so focused on the beauty in front of me I had lost focus on what she was doing to me. I looked into her eyes. She had a satisfied, but inviting, look on her face. She closed her eyes and let out and soft"mmm ”, then her sassing puckered. I could withdraw a steer. I released her titty, to travel to buss her. I noticed there was some liquid on my finger top. I assumed it was some sweat. Our rim met. Her lip were soft, quick, and moist. Sarah moaned after we had been kissing for several minutes. She opened her oral cavity slightly. I opened mine and before foresightful we were tongue wrestling and breathing heavily through our nose. Eventually we broke our lip lock.

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

I needed no further prompting and quickly moved my brim to her nearest knocker. I immediately put my lips to her nipple. I kissed her nipple before whacking, then I started sucking on it. Sarah moaned again. Then something unexpected happened. I got some liquidity in my mouth. 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 minutes I stopped.

"You are lactating,"I stated."You obviously have a baby. Are you married ? Does the don 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 no-good I didn't tell you I have a child. He is staying with my parents overnight. I didn't want to piece him up and wake him up after the reunion."

She paused again.

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

I could listen the pain and unhappiness in her voice.

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

"No, I want to recite you. First I did n't recognise I was going to take a solid link with someone at the reunion. While we were talking I should have told you. However I did not want to scare you away,"she said."Second as for the forefather of my shaver, he is now in prison. The person that raped me was one of the two bozo that had originally come to turn with me and causing me to leave and go out on my own. One nighttime I was out celebrating my natal day with some ally. Our indicate number one wood had just dropped me off. Just when I had unlocked my room access he jumped me and pushed me inside. I had a fiddling too much to toast 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 ugly experience,"I said.

"I found out 6 weeks later that I was fraught. I passingly considered abortion, but I couldn't do that. The tyke was not to blame for what happened. I couldn't take it's life,"she continued."After the test I decided to give Calif. and actuate back home. I would need helper and supporting to fire 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 founder is named Tom too,"she replied."But I did call back of you."

Throughout this sentence Sarah had continued with her hand job on my shaft. Her story had distracted me from the attending she had been paying to me. I shifted slightly.

"Do you need to blockade ?"Sarah asked.

"Yes,"I said watching her expression bend to disappointment."But I would care to initiate on your early breast."

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

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

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

I turned on my vertebral column and pulled her on top of me. She let go of my penis in the process. I loved the feel of her milk ladened boob pushing on my chest of drawers. I wrapped my munition around her and squeezed. We shared a foresightful passionate candy kiss. When I released her She got up on her knees. She positioned my penis to recruit her. She slowly lowered herself until the head of my penis touched her affectionate moistness pussycat.

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

"You have a great get-go,"I responded."I hope I can make it memorable for you as well."

She pressed down and I began to enter her. She was hot, slick, and easy. It had been awhile since I had been inside a cleaning lady. The intuitive feeling 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 giving birth control ?"I asked gently.

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

I closed my eyes and concentrated on the almost indescribable, gratifying feeling of her tight, slick, warm pussy. Her vaginal muscular tissue tightened and relaxed as she continued to assume more and more of me into her. I reached up and my hired hand on her protruding titty. I began by softly caressing her tit away from her nipples. Sarah drew a bass breath and let it out.

"Ooo ! That feels wonderful. Be careful the nipples are supply ship,"she said.

I was surprised that she hadn't said something earlier when I had been sucking on her breast. I continued circling, moving closer to her nipples. Sarah had moved all the way down on me. She paused there. A live up to smile crossed her face. I moved the palm tree of my hands over her mammilla and began gentle kneading them. She swiveled her hips around providing me another fantastic virtuoso.

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

"You 're so very taut inside,"I responded."I feel my member throbbing inside your crocked pussy."

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

I looked at her abdomen. At least by the lightness of the lantern there was no sign that she had ever been pregnant. I moved one of my hands down from one of her tit. I guided it down across her firm, clip breadbasket. I circled my finger around her navel. Sarah took in a deep breath and then let it out slowly before taking another deep hint. Her abdominal muscle muscular tissue twitched at my touch modality. She took my hand in hers and lowered it between her leg. I quickly found Sarah's clitoris. Sarah jerked when I touched it. I continued while Sarah began to run up and back down on my rod. kickoff 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 rest heavily as the stoke lengthened. Soon she was bouncing up and down with abandon. After a couple of minutes we were both panting. I felt the pressure building inside me. I started sweating and felt perspiration drop cloth from Sarah's frontal bone also. I exploded into her with a long oink and arched my gage lifting Sarah up. Then Sarah shook and shuddered. Her vaginal muscles 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 blazon and legs around her until our breathing returned to normal. I enjoyed feeling her body pressing on top of mine. I was still knockout and still inside her. We kissed a very passionate kiss. We only stopped to get a quick intimation.

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

She answered,"I would like that very very much. Please be gentle and do n't nominate 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 thorax as I started moving out and then back inside her. Her kisses were mild and appease, then she began to pick on my mammilla. I had never had anyone do this to me before. The smell was unusual, but strangely pleasant and extremely enjoyable. I did my skillful to forbid Sarah from feeling trapped in any way. I started moving slowly in and out with short slash. I watched her white meat moving, bouncing up at down at the pace I was setting. I lengthened my stroke and increased my f number. Her breasts moved farther and more rapidly. I loved watching them actuate under me. Sarah must has seen the smile on my face because she smiled back. I lasted a piece since I had cum just a short-circuit time before. I watched as her eyes closed concentrating on the feelings she was having. I felt the boiling in my orb as my scrotum tightened up. I grunted and slammed abstruse into her. I exploded into her as her vagina tightened like a frailty around me. She screamed loudly as her sexual climax took control of her body. She writhed and trembled under me for a couple of hour. Once she became still. Not wanting her to sense trapped I rolled back to my original sleeping bag.

A few second later after we had recovered and cooled down I zipped the sleeping bags together. We climbed into the link sleeping pocketbook and cuddled together enjoying the warmheartedness of each other's bodies. 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 minute before she opened her centre. She sure was beautiful.

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

"You 'll just take to hold back to obtain out,"she answered smiling .