She is getting very cool...as in liking different things. We had discussed having a lot of different experiences and this is her third hetero one.....
Funny how the real stories are better than the fiction....This one is different and should show a pic. She is a very, very different woman. I wish you all could know her..
Well, yesterday was different... I really thought that I would have only
been on my knees before Rick but ... he wanted more ... but, you know that I have been on my period this week. I haven't been heavy at all! So, I took my protection out and when my marry way over to meet him... I arrived first.
When I got inside ... he started kissing me like mad... He has hardly ever
touched me. Pretty good kisser. He is breaded. >Salt and pepper hair short
on the top with a ponytail. He was rubbing my clit through my jeans and
pulling me tight to him. I pulled unlatched his pants and pulled them down
and dropped to my knees. Sucking him and stroking his dick. Not a bad
looking dick. But, not as beautiful as yours. He pulled me up in a few
minutes... I pulled my jeans off and he sat down on the floor. He told me
to take his boots off ... and I did like a good slave. He laid back and I
stroked him and sucked his hard dick in my mouth. In a few minutes he took me by the arms before I knew what hit me he had me on my back His fingers in my pussy and his mouth on my clit. (but after all week of hardly bleeding, when he rammed his fingers up into me I could feel myself starting to flow) A few more minutes passed... He looks up and says your on the RAG! He stands up and looks down at me and says, "Do I have REDWINGS?" I must say that I had
only heard that expression in the last few weeks from Mark. So, I looked at
him and smiled and said, No, not that I can see. He went to the bathroom and washed up. When He finished he came back in and I went in and cleaned up. He did say however that I had the tightest pussy that he could recall in a very
long time and that I still had a sweet tasting pussy. He laid back down and
I went back down on him and finished what I had started. But, he pulled my
head up so I really only got a small taste of him. I cleaned him up and we
put our clothes back on. We stood around but, you know how affectionate I
can be. I kissed and stroked his skin. He made a few comments about how nice
it was.
Now the reason I was not online last night was that my parents were
supposed to be in last night and Zach and I kept calling to their house last
night and the phone was busy. So, we went over there and they were not home
... at about 9:30 PM ... But, there was a note on the front door from my
cousin Debbie that her Grandmother had died. She really was like her mother
cause my moms sister left when she was very young with her. So, I spent the
better part of the evening trying to reach my folks. Never did.
When I was coming back from the office last night (late) around 11:00 I
picked up the phone and called Mark's cell phone. He answered. I could not
believe it. He said that he only had a few minutes to talk his brother was
headed to the truck and they were headed to take the boat out for a ride.
When he got back he called my cell phone but, because I live in this valley
it went straight to voice mail... I called him right back but, there was no
answer. But, he called back on my cell phone and it rang this time... I
picked it up and then called him back on the house phone. He was putting the
jeep up for the night and had a few minutes alone to talk to me.
In between all this I picked up the package you sent watched the video
and you sure no how to pick'em. I enjoyed the poem the best. As for my art
pick ... the one where she is draped across the bed it the one I like the
best.
I have some sad news though ... the glass was broken in the picture when
it arrived. I took out the broken glass and kept the little girl. I loved
the flowers and the thought of you put into sending it.
I must get busy... I have curtains to re-hang, clothes to put away.
Zach has a soccer game at 1:15. Then I must attend the funeral at 3:30.
Ross, I love you. I want you to know that I do love you.
Your Forever Lover and Friend,
