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

QUICK BACKGROUND

Gwen and I, my epithet is Tom, had grown up together since we were 3. We became serious friends. Gwen was the most beautiful girl at school and had been elected to our gamey school day homecoming royalty in our fledgeling, sophomore, and junior years. In the middle of our junior class Sarah Elizabeth II moved to our city. Her don had just become CEO of the openhanded company in our city. She and her family moved into one of the most expensive business firm available in town. Sarah Elizabeth who we called Sarah E. to signalise her from Sarah T. one of the popular fille at school. Sarah Elizabeth I ( I'll just hollo her Sarah from now on ) was dissimilar from the other female child at schooltime. Sarah dressed impeccably all of the time. She wore clothes that accented her looks and her figure. Her hair was blond, with some waving to it, and came down below her shoulders. She was on the tall side about 5'10"or 11 ”. Her pegleg were long and aerodynamic. She was physically fit, but had the curvature of a woman. Her breasts were large and were noticed by all the guys when she walked by. They were also a word matter of many of the fille. She quickly made many admirer at the school.

Gwen and I continued to be in force Friend throughout school day, just best supporter. Because we were so close many at school considered us a couple and believed we were boyfriend/girlfriend. Yes, we had hugged on rarefied occasions at the funerals of our grandparents or other family members. We had also kissed on a few occasions like each metre she was elected to homecoming royalty and the clip after I had scored the winning basket in hoops games. But nil of a true intimate nature.

After our senior year started Gwen stated several times that she wanted to be homecoming queen. She became almost fixated on this during the hebdomad leading up to homecoming. She became have-to doe with when she discovered Sarah was also going to run for homecoming queen. After the vote was taken Sarah ended up winning by lupus erythematosus than 10 votes. Gwen was crushed. With helper from her parents and myself she made it through homecoming workweek.

After the homecoming dance Gwen and I went to the spot where we had spent many summertime days and even camped out all-night. Gwen had worked in cahoots with our mothers to compact things in the car I would need for an overnight stay. The situation was a property previously owned by my grandfather before he died. It was purchased fully by my Church Father by him buying my uncle's half. The place bordered the South side of a lake, it had a pitcher's mound with a large flatbed top that we had used for camping, star gazing, and watching meteoroid exhibitor. The holding also had an old rock cabin on the former slope of the hill from the lake.

After the homecoming dance Gwen informed me that we were going to the pitcher's mound to spend the nighttime. She had already spoken to our parents. That night we made sexual love for the number 1 time, mo prison term, and tierce time.

After high gear schoolhouse we went to the Saami college and shared an apartment off campus. I finished my bachelor's of skill degree in experimental physics in 3 years. Then completed my PhD in theoretical natural philosophy during the next 6 old age. A caller had approached me after I received my degree and was occupy backing research and maturation based on my doctorial thesis. They paid off my school loans and offered me a significant salary.

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

In the next few years we had planned to get married and buy a house. However about year after gradation in tardily 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 leave to go abode for Gwen 's funeral and then spend time at home around my family for support. My companionship graciously agreed.

After I arrived rest home I discovered that our 10 yr reunification was planned for later that summertime. I waffled back and forth as to whether to go. Finally my female parent convinced me it would be honorable foe me to go and see some old admirer of mine and Gwen's. Maybe even share some felicitous memories and receive their commiseration. I bought a ticket for the event which was to be held at one of the improve hotels in town.

Before the reunion I decided to pass some prison term at"the hill ”. I had found all of the old camping cogwheel which I had left in my old bedroom. My parents had left matter in the bedroom in billet for when Gwen and I would issue forth back from school for sojourn. I put the things in the car and went to the lake English holding. There was a shooting star shower peaking that night one of respective Gwen and I had camped out to see several times. When I arrived at the property I saw the improvement my father had made to the old stone cabin. The paries had been repaired, a new roof, doors, and windows. There was also an jakes where there had never been one before. There was also now electricity running to the cabin. My Father-God had told me he was now renting out the cabin on juncture for fisherman and Hunter to offset the cost of resort. I had the key to the cabin, but I intended to camp out on the hill as Gwen and I had done many multiplication in the past tense. This meteoroid rain shower, Aquarid, was not one of the most spectacular of the year, but usually had it's present moment. I lay on top of the hill on my sleeping bag watching the casual streak of lights across the sky. Before long I was remembering Gwen, our times there, and wept heavily until I was exhausted and fell asleep. When I woke up the sun was already shining high-pitched in the sky. I decided to arrive back and spend the night again in the middle of August the rest of the nighttime after the reunion. The reunion was scheduled to end at midnight and the meteor display would begin about 1:00 a.m.

Finally the night of the reunion arrived. Even though the hotel was only a unawares driveway away, my mind was swimming in memories of mellow shoal. Unfortunately well-nigh of the memories turned into memories of Gwen. I arrived at the hotel and parked. My heart filled with tears. I sat in the car sobbing trying to resolve 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 spine of my car. Brad was the captain of our basketball team our elderly year. We were both neophyte. I remembered that my mother had said, it would be good for me to see and address with my friends from high school. I collected myself and then wiped away the remnants of my rip. I got out of the car and walked into the hotel, making my way to the ballroom. I checked in at the table and spoke with the two women at the table. Both of them had been ally 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 way. There were tables and a buffet set up on one side of meat of the room and a dance story with a DJ setting up on the other side of the room. I spotted Brad and the other starters on the hoops team sitting together with who I assumed were their mate. I walked over to the table and was greeted very warmly by all there. 2 of the dame there were from our form. They were Jim and Eric 's wife now. Brad had his girlfriend there and Robert had his wife who was from the sophomore stratum when we seniors. I was asked to get together them. I grabbed a electric chair from a nearby table and sat down with my back to the entrance. I appreciated all the sympathy they offered for Gwen 's decease. Then I enjoyed catching up on what they all had been doing. In the middle of our conversation everyone at the table suddenly became quiesce. I noticed their centre directed toward the entering. I turned my head around and saw Sarah just inside the door looking around.

One of the ladies at the table finally broke the silence asking,"Is n't that the one that beat out Gwen for homecoming faggot ?"

"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 optic on me and smiled. She walked toward our table, but turned to sit at a nearby empty board. She sat straight in my occupation of mass when I turned back to confront 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 evening for me. Our conversation at the tabular array continued with everyone bringing the radical up to particular 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 tabular array and they were talking. After a bit the DJ started playing medicine. Eventually the couples excused themselves one by one to go and trip the light fantastic toe. I was alone at the board. Several citizenry, both Friend of mine and protagonist of Gwen, stopped by the tabular array to declare oneself there commiseration and ask how I was doing. I thought about going to the buffet, but I was not really feeling hungry. Eventually there was a time when neither of us had anyone at our tables. I was not sure as shooting what prompted me to go over to her table. I had no disfavour for her, just the disappointment that she was homecoming queen rather than Gwen.

As I walked to her board she smiled. I took card that Sarah had changed very little since high shoal. She still had gorgeous medium to long, blond hair with a good amount of wave. Her blue eyes and nearly perfect facial features were still the same. It appeared that she was still slenderize and fit. When she had walked in I couldn't aid but notice her farsighted tone up legs. Her white meat were a view to behold. They were large, and at to the lowest degree with her apparel on, were well shaped. They were the single that caught both the boy 's and the girl '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 matter are not so well with you. I heard Gwen was in an accident and did n't make it. I 'm so sorry."

"Thank you !"I replied with tears filling my eyes."The live on few months have been very hard."

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

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

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

"Where are you living and what employment 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 academic degree in multi-media Graphical Design in 5 days. During my second class of college I was approached by one of the other madam in one of my classes and asked if I would be matter to in doing some clay sculpture work. She said she was working for a big agency that was looking girls. The job kind of got me off data track getting my degree.

I took a chance and called the phone number she gave me to set up n interview. They hired me on the dapple. I took the job modeling wearable. You know dresses, pants, blouses, shirts, and physical exertion clothes. About 3 prison term a week I would go frock, get made up, and then nonplus for a photographer. ***********ed pictorial matter would be used for publicizing in various metier both print and online. Everything went well for nearly a yr. The pay was good and since my father was paying for my college, room, and board, I now had spear carrier money for early things.

After about a year of modeling the person that hired me approached me after a photo shoot. She asked if I would be interested in modeling swimsuit and stated I certainly had the good torso bod. She also told me that it would pay 30 % more. She told me to consider about it and let her know. I put my clothes back on and decided I would submit the swimsuit jobs when they came around.

I was surprised how very much Sarah was telling me. We were not friends in high schooltime, nor had much interaction in high school. We had shared a dancing at homecoming and she had tried to get me to assemble up with me after the dancing. Promising me a night"I would never forget ”. However that was the night I spent with Gwen and we had intercourse for the number one time.

Sarah continued. I modeled clothing and swimsuits for the next year. I enjoyed the occasional increment in pay. School was going well and I was learning both the educational and business side of things. During my fourth class of collage the same mortal 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 bathing suit modeling pay rate. It took me until my following clay sculpture session for me to give my answer. I reluctantly accepted with the consideration I could reject the wearing of anything I deemed unfitting. The lingerie clay sculpture academic term were less patronize than swimming costume school term, which were less frequent than clothing modelling sessions. I was hoping to graduate that fountain so I knew this would be short-change term.

Then something happened, the modeling delegacy put on a big push for models to go to a location shoot over winter gap. I had already planned on going base for the holiday so I quickly declined. The government agency then pushed for me to go to a location shoot during spring suspension. I tentatively agreed. When I got back from winter break several of the models that had gone on the location shoot were no prospicient around. I asked about them and received no real answer. At college about 2 weeks later I saw one of the models 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 manly staff. The sometime modeling said she couldn't wait to get back and quit. The following fourth dimension I went in for modeling, mass at the agency put a full press to get me to agree to go to the emplacement shoot over natural spring break. Based on what the early model told me I had no choice, but to renounce on the spot.

"goodness choice !"I told her.

Sarah still on the chairperson next to me leaned closer and said,"The medicine and noise spirit level has increased and it is severely to hear."

She touched my hired hand. It felt like electrical energy going through my hand and up my arm. I attributed this to a touch when I was not expecting this.

Sarah continued with her hired hand still on top of mine,"I had saved a large voice of the money from modeling so quitting was not going to be a problem. During my finish semester I realized I had made a mistake with my year after talking to my counsel about graduation. Even though I would have decent credits, I had missed one of the requirements for my degree. An appropriate course was not offered during the summer terms and I would let to return in the fall to discharge the line. I found an internship at a company there and spent the summertime working. In the declination they let me impress to a part-time position with hours that let me need the class I needed. The pay was pretty good."

"After I graduated the party offered me a full time post with a decent remuneration. I enjoyed the work, meeting new the great unwashed, and using my didactics for body of work 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 very well for a twosome of weeks. Then the harassment started. It was leering tone and then occasional inappropriate verbal input. The comments increased from casual to patronise. Then it became sexually revelatory remark. I complained to my manager and then to homo resources. It settled down for a short time, then came back. After a lowly act of undesirable pinch, I made the decisiveness to allow. I sent my resignation and my grounds to my supervisor and H.R. and never went back. I received a 6-month recompense stop after signing an agreement not to sue. I discovered an organization that contracted with free-lance graphical fashion designer to do work for companies of several sizes. They took a percentage of each job, but kept employment consistently coming my way. I worked through them for a little over 2 years before I decided to proceed back and work for myself. I have a minor office a few blockage away. I have a clerical help working for me."she again continued.

Her history stopped there.

"How is your occupation doing ?"I asked.

"Tom, it was concentrated finding work at low gear. But then some of my client from CA heard I was in occupation for myself. They started using me for their needs. Soon password got around and I had more work than I could handle. I have one of my class fellow from college coming to ferment with me in a calendar week,"Sarah told me.

Her phonation had been such a joy to take heed to. She had given me so much information about herself. I knew I wanted to get to make out her better.

After a interruption 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 boastfully issue of people. I had forgotten how it felt dancing with her. She was light on her animal foot and felt so proficient while we danced close together.

After the 3rd or fourth birdsong 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 plans to tent out and watch the meteor cascade tonight,"I responded.

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

"Yes the Perseid meteor shower summit tonight a little after midnight. I have a great screening blot,"I told her.

She must accept believed me.

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

Without hesitancy I answered,"Sure if you would like to."

We spent the rest of the night with each other terpsichore, eating, and just talking. I was surprised how easy it was to mouth with her. It felt like were good ally getting back together after a tenacious clock time. We continued to get puzzled looks from many of my classmates throughout the relaxation of the night. I continued to suit more and more print with Sarah as the night continued. She came across as extremely well-informed. She was well versed in many arena including current issue. The 10 years since high school had been very commodity to her. She had changed fiddling since graduation exercise although her flavour had softened and it did not appear from make-up. Her peel was strong and soft. I tended to have cold manpower. I learned a lot about her family and she was very concern in hearing about mine.

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

"Sarah, do you to bar for a variety 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 desire to wear thin this for watching shooting star or camping out."

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

"You could come me to my place after the reunification and I can commute there,"Sarah suggested.

"phone amercement !"I replied."Do you have anyone to whom you wish to say cheerio ?"

"A few,"she answered.

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

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

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

"I'll change 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 prosperous clothes, tossing my former clothes into the plump for bottom. A few minute of arc later Sarah reappeared wearing a loose-fitting tee shirt and well-to-do looking pants and shoes. She got in the car a patted my paw. I again felt some"electricity"go through me.

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

I drove out of township toward the high school. I turned left onto the main road on the Dixieland end of town and followed it around the south end of the lake. I felt her hand move onto the top of my leg. She just rested it there. I felt some fervour construction. I turned into holding by the lake. I drove the little more than a poop 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 J. J. Hill with the Inner Light from the battery-powered lamp. We got to the top I put the lamp down and spread out the sleeping bags. The sleeping bags were keen they would offer some cushion on the land and had built in pillows. I had been planning to pile them, instead I laid them English by incline because Sarah was here. It made for comfy 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 weeds around and a nice sandy bottom,"I replied before going down to the car.

I grabbed the cooler and brought it up to the brow. Sarah was already laying on one of the quiescence bags. The lamp was still on and I could help but notice Sarah 's curves 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 flak pit. I had set up the Natalie Wood in the fire pit for a bon attack, however I had not planned on starting a fire tonight the light would interfere with observing the meteor exhibitor.

"I have a few nursing bottle of water, a few beers, and some other beverage on ice in the ice chest. 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 gravid, well-fixed way to look at stars."

I grabbed a bottle for each of us. I lay down on the former sleeping bag and handed the bottle of water 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 enough a lot of superstar,"she said.

I started pointing out some of the constellations. Soon she started naming some of them. I was again instill by her knowledge. During high-pitched school day I had always assumed that she did n't have much going on upstairs, but tonight she had definitely changed my mind. I was pointing out the constellation Perseus ( the full stop in the sky where tonight 's meteoroid appeared to originate ) when there were a couple of streaks of light.

"Were those the meteor ?"Sarah asked.

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

We watched soon there were streaks of dismount across the sky every minute or so. After 30 or 40 minutes the frequency increased. Occasionally a larger stripe would come out. near of the meteoroid were likely just specs of Amandine Aurore Lucie Dupin. The expectant bar may have been from small pebbles.

I explained to Sarah,"These are the remnant 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 job a couple of old age ago was a layout for a science magazine article on meteor showers. It explained when and where to look for them throughout the calendar year,"she explained.

We continued to watch the appearance. We saw a couple of examples off a meteoroid that broke into 2 or more pieces generating multiple streaks from 1 original source. I had seen this a few prison term before, but it sure impressed Sarah. Occasionally she would touch and caress the spinal column of my helping hand. Each touch gave me a good impression. The frequence of the shooting star began to decrease.

"You sure know 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 red ink for words when she said"first date ”. kickoff I had n't considered this a date. Then it hit me that she had said"commencement ”, implying there would be at least another. I gathered myself, got up, and retrieved 2 beers from the cooler. The beers were at the fundament of the cooler trench in the ice. I handed one of them to Sarah and lay back down on the sleeping bag that was succeeding to her. Both of us were right handed and were drinking our beers. Sarah was on my right-hand slope. Suddenly there were several shooting star streaking across the sky in successiveness. I set my beer down and pointed up for Sarah to notice.

"That was a wonderful presentation,"Sarah said.

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

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

I thought she was just going to hold it. However she took it and moved it under the waist isthmus of her pants near the inside of her pull up stakes thigh. This caught me by surprise. Before I moved Sarah moved herself closer to me and my hand went between her pegleg. Her pussy was fair shaven, flaccid, smooth, and warm. She spread her legs giving me better access. It was obvious she wanted me to do more. I traced my fingers around the exterior of her pussy backtalk. Sarah moaned lightly in appreciation. I could experience the warmheartedness coming from inside her body. I traced a mates of my fingers from the top to the bottom of her pussy back talk. There was a slender quantity of moisture that had escaped from between them and was now on tips of my finger. After another moan from her I pressed my fingers between her twat brim. She was already quite wet inside. I felt Sarah shiver. Then her reached over and rubbed up and down on the front of my gasp. Because of what I had been doing to her I had already become semi-hard. The feel of her helping hand quickly caused me to harden completely. Sarah must bear definitely felt my penis pushing up inside my pants. She unsnapped the waistband of my pants and then unzipped them. My underwear pushed up through the possible action in my drawers. Sarah kept rubbing along my underclothes. My penis needed to escape, it was becoming uncomfortable. I used my early manus and was able to slide my pant and underwear down while lifting my rear end off the sleeping bag. My member stood up in the air and Sarah immediately wrapped her finger around it. She then pulled down her pants and I had easier accession to her muliebrity. I pressed my finger deeper into her to additional appreciative moans. Sarah continued to move her paw up and down my quill. I moaned due the rattling touch sensation 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 fingers into her vaginal opening and slowly pushed them in and out to phone 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 deplumate her shirt up and off her eubstance. It was very moody outside. I wished so very much to see her nude.

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

"Sure, trusted go ahead,"Sarah answered.

I flipped the electric switch on the battery-powered lamp. My optic got wide when the visible light illuminated her body. I knew she had large breasts, however I was amazed at how stiff, round, and perfect they were. She noticed the looking on my face.

She smiled and said,"I love that looking. I haven't seen that look for a long 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 look,"Sarah invited.

I rolled on my side of meat to font Sarah. I had to remove my right field had from between her legs, but quickly replaced it with my remaining manus. I moved my redress mitt to her nighest white meat and began to massage it. It was very warm, subdued, smooth, pliable, yet strangely firm and resilient. Her moans and ahs encouraged me to remain. I then used my finger to circle the areola around her teat. Her nipple hardened and began to protrude significantly beyond it's master point. I lightly circled the outside of her teat, then rubbed over the tip. Sarah softly squealed.

I realized that Sarah still had a handgrip of my member and was still firmly, but slowly, moving her script up and down the length of my ray of light. I was still broad length and very hard. I had been so focused on the beauty in forepart of me I had lost nidus on what she was doing to me. I looked into her eyes. She had a satisfied, but inviting, look on her look. She closed her eyes and let out and delicate"mmm ”, then her lips puckered. I could need a touch. I released her tit, to move to snog her. I noticed there was some liquidness on my digit crest. I assumed it was some perspiration. Our lips met. Her rim were soft, warm up, and moist. Sarah moaned after we had been kissing for various minute. She opened her mouth slightly. I opened mine and before long we were tongue wrestling and breathing heavily through our noses. Eventually we broke our lip lock.

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

I needed no advance prompting and quickly moved my backtalk to her skinny tit. I immediately put my lip to her nipple. I kissed her nipple before licking, then I started sucking on it. Sarah moaned again. Then something unexpected happened. I got some liquid in my sassing. The liquidity tasted like a warm sweetened Milk River. It was a very pleasant perceptiveness and although I was surprised I continued sucking and enjoying what I was receiving from her. After a few transactions I stopped.

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

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

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

She paused again.

"The father is in Golden State,"she said then paused before continuing."I … I was … raped."

I could hear the pain in the neck and unhappiness in her voice.

"Sarah, you do n't need to keep. I hear the nuisance in your phonation,"I offered.

"No, I want to tell you. First I did n't cognise I was going to piddle a firm connection with individual at the reunification. While we were talking I should have told you. However I did not need to scare you away,"she said."endorsement as for the Father of the Church of my fry, he is now in prison. The person that raped me was one of the two guys that had originally come to work with me and causing me to go forth and go out on my own. One night I was out celebrating my birthday with some friends. Our designated number one wood had just dropped me off. Just when I had unlocked my door he jumped me and pushed me inside. I had a minuscule too much to salute 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 calendar week later that I was pregnant. I passingly considered abortion, but I couldn't do that. The child was not to blame for what happened. I couldn't take it's life,"she continued."After the trial I decided to allow California and move back home. I would ask help and reinforcement to raise my tike. 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.

"wellspring kind of. My founding father is named Tom too,"she replied."But I did think of you."

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

"Do you want to block off ?"Sarah asked.

"Yes,"I said watching her grammatical construction turn to disappointment."But I would like to start on your other breast."

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

I moved over to her right breast. I kissed and licked around the teat. It quickly became gruelling and vertical. I began to suck and again rewarded by her dulcet nectar. I sucked and swallowed for several minute. I moved to get on top of her.

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

I turned on my cover and pulled her on top of me. She let go of my penis in the process. I loved the smell of her Milk laden breasts pushing on my chest. I wrapped my arms around her and squeezed. We shared a farsighted passionate kiss. When I released her She got up on her knee joint. She positioned my penis to enter her. She slowly lowered herself until the head of my penis touched her warm up damp pussycat.

"Over 10 yr ago I promised to collapse you a Nox you wouldn't forget,"she said."I plan to maintain that promise tonight."

"You have a keen start,"I responded."I hope I can make it memorable for you as well."

She pressed down and I began to record her. She was hot, slick, and soft. It had been awhile since I had been inside a cleaning lady. The belief was something I had nearly forgotten. Suddenly something came into my head.

"Sarah, this is wonderful. I do not have a safety. Are you on parturition control ?"I asked gently.

"Thanks for thinking about that. You are truly a gentleman. I am on birthing control,"Sarah answered then continued to actuate lower.

I closed my oculus and concentrated on the almost indescribable, pleasurable flavour of her tight, slick, warm pussy. Her vaginal muscular tissue tightened and relaxed as she continued to strike to a greater extent and More of me into her. I reached up and my hands on her protruding chest. I began by softly caressing her breasts away from her nipples. Sarah drew a oceanic abyss breathing spell and let it out.

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

I was surprised that she hadn't said something earlier when I had been sucking on her chest. I continued circling, moving closer to her nipples. Sarah had moved all the way down on me. She paused there. A satisfied smile crossed her boldness. I moved the palm of my workforce over her nipples and began pacify kneading them. She swiveled her pelvis around providing me another fantastic maven.

"Mmm ! You feel so prissy 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 tight inside,"I responded."I feel my penis throbbing inside your plastered pussy."

"My doc gave me some use to do after my son was born to constrain and chant things up. I have been very close doing those since,"Sarah stated.

I looked at her abdomen. At least by the light of the lantern there was no star sign that she had ever been pregnant. I moved one of my hands down from one of her breasts. I guided it down across her business firm, trim stomach. I circled my fingers around her bellybutton. Sarah took in a bass breathing time and then let it out slowly before taking another mystifying breath. Her abdominal muscle muscles twitched at my feeling. She took my hired hand in hers and lowered it between her legs. I quickly found Sarah's clit. Sarah jerked when I touched it. I continued while Sarah began to locomote up and back down on my rod. start 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 suspire heavily as the stoke lengthened. Soon she was bouncing up and down with unconstraint. After a couple of transactions we were both panting. I felt the pressure construction inside me. I started sweating and felt perspiration bead from Sarah's forehead also. I exploded into her with a long grunt and arched my backward 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 arm and legs around her until our ventilation 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 hint.

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

She answered,"I would like that very much. Please be assuage and do n't make me palpate trapped."

I guess this was due to by experience. I gently rolled her over to the other sleeping bag while still deep inside her. Sarah kissed my pectus as I started moving out and then back inside her. Her candy kiss were soft and gentle, then she began to nibble on my nipple. I had never had anyone do this to me before. The flavor was strange, but strangely pleasant and extremely pleasurable. I did my considerably to prevent Sarah from feeling trapped in any way. I started moving slowly in and out with short cam stroke. I watched her knocker moving, bouncing up at down at the pace I was setting. I lengthened my stroke and increased my speed. Her breasts moved farther and more rapidly. I loved watching them move under me. Sarah must has seen the smile on my face because she smiled back. I lasted a while since I had cum just a short time before. I watched as her oculus closed concentrating on the feelings she was having. I felt the simmering in my nut as my scrotum tightened up. I grunted and slammed deep into her. I exploded into her as her vagina tightened like a frailty around me. She screamed loudly as her orgasm took controller of her body. She writhed and trembled under me for a duo of minutes. Once she became still. Not wanting her to find trapped I rolled back to my original sleeping bag.

A few minutes later after we had recovered and cooled down I zipped the sleeping bags together. We climbed into the link up quiescency bags and cuddled together enjoying the fondness of each early'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 respective minutes before she opened her eyes. She sure was beautiful.

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

"You 'll just get to wait to happen out,"she answered smiling .