”“Oh,” was all she said, but I felt bad because she sounded so disappointed. But, hey, if you don't want the truth, don't ask the question, righ...?She got over it quickly enough as the fuck took hold of her. She was soon writhing on the end of my dick as I drove it into her, being incredibly loud as usual. She is the loudest moaner and screamer I have ever heard. At the moment she was emitting a continuous moaning “Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah” at the volume and pitch of a chainsaw! A bit nerve racking,. This time it wasn’t old style jazz but something new and very French, like some of the tracks in her Spotify.We listened, there in the club in the cavern of my mind, not even touching, just sharing the place and moment where sensuality and spirituality intermingle. I didn’t run my fingers down her back. The notes of the music did that for me, and lifted our spirits up to those places where life’s bullshit and frustration don’t matter the slightest bit.When the moment felt right I slipped down. My hands were totally free to explore her curvaceous body. I groped her left boob and pressed her right hip. She moaned a bit with a rousing voice.My right hand slipped inside her dress and was grazing her soft tender body while ma left hand was squeezing her boobs. I then asked her to remove her slip. And there she was with only her black bra. I have never felt such a driving force inside me. I tot I cud break down the window and smash in.I bent down and pulled her towards me. The grill. I had heard it a million times. 'Be thankful you still have four women to love." Well-meaning people said that. I hadn't loved Julie any more than the others, and yet it wasn't twenty percent of my love vested in her. She had all of my love, an infinite amount, the same as any of the others, and yet that infinity was ripped from my soul.How could I assure any of the others that I could protect them when I had failed so miserably with Julie? I needed to get back to the base; somebody else should.
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