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Why? Why was he still going to see her? Surely everything that was going on between us wasn’t a lie. What was the meaning of all of this? Could it be that he was not seeing her then? But I remembered the text message and I wanted to be sick immediately. What I did not expect however, in the seduction of Peter was that I would seduce myself. It didn’t realize that in making Peter love me again, I had fallen back deeper in love with him. The thought of him and that woman no longer made me angry, it just made me sad and sick and filled with fear. I loved Peter so much and I did not want to share him. Was that too much to ask? I may even be able to forgive him if I could be sure that he was mine again and that we would never have to deal with this problem again. Mulling over these thoughts, Peter wandered past and saw me looking at the appointment book. ‘Are you going out?’ he asked. ‘Yes. I wanted to make an appointment for a massage Friday afternoon.’ I said, my head still bowed over. Portia pirouetted slowly to assist in her disrobement. The remaining panties were soon discarded to join the robe. Ned sat on the edge of the tub, feet outside, as Portia approached her thighs to his knees. He reached out to check her moisture and found her cunt lips to be warm and wet. Portia bow-walked over his legs and placed the tip of his erection along her supple pink gash. Suddenly, she plunged downward and speared half of Ned into herself. Ned’s tip bumped a barrier and for a moment he thought she might be a virgin. She retreated to quarter-length and plunged again. Ned’s knob popped through her cervix and he was fully embedded. Portia rolled her hips rubbing his tip against the walls of her womb. She kissed and suckled his erect nipples. The sensations and the notion of this new mode of arousal took away Ned’s control and he sprayed his seed deep in her core. Portia remained on his dwindling rod as she reached over and started the bathwater. They waited for the bath to.
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