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“Birgit, well, I can’t compete with a ghost, but I don’t think I have to.”“No, you don’t. Birgit will always be with me in wonderful memories, but I’ve made my peace there.”“Good. With Karin, it’s two years from now before you see her. A lot can change in two years. I’ll worry about that then. You didn’t mention Katt, but I don’t see it lasting, either. Even though you say she’s changed, at some point either you’ll tire of providing emotional support or she’ll be so busy you can’t see her. I believe you told me that was going to happen before and I still think it’ll happen.“As for what you euphemistically call dalliances and random deflowerings? Well, that’s just who you are. I know it and I’m going into this with my eyes wide open. I knew about those things before the first time we had sex. I’m not expecting you to be anyone other than who you are. Well, for now. I told you who I think you’ll be in the future.”“You seem to have thought this out quite thoroughly!” I said with a smile.. Then the body lay on top of me and all protests were forgotten. The cock that slipped inside me, so wonderfully, so right, removed any thoughts of saying no. I knew this one perfectly.I smiled."I love you Jack," I whispered."I love you too, Karen," Jack replied at once.He made love to me. He made love to me properly and it was good and right and perfect.Epilogue.We stayed overnight at the hotel. Jack held me, I held him. We talked about what I had done, how we each had felt. Jack said he was as jealous as hell when that first cock entered me but he kept it under control. He saw the panic in me and somehow, that helped him.I told him how each had felt. I thought about telling him I knew Dan was one of the men but I let it go for now. I told him how each had felt and that how none of them, from the biggest to the smallest felt like him. I explained that the moment he entered me, I knew it was him. How could I not know it?I know many of you will not believe this but this whole.
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I nodded my head and smiled tenderly. “I promise.” I answered softly.“Ok.” He said with a slight nod of his head. I could tell he was still not sure about how this conversation was going to go.“How long have you been, you know, masturbating yourself?” I asked thinking that it might be a good way to get started, not to mention I wanted to know how many times he had shot off his cum, wasting it, when he could have shot it off with me, on me, even in me. See, I told you I had sunk myself down into the depth depravity.“I don’t know, a while now I guess.” He answered still looking down at the table top fidgeting a bit uncomfortably.Once again I nodded my head in understanding as I formed my next question very carefully. “After you, you know, please yourself do you feel better?” I asked softly feeling the heat between my thighs increasing steadily.“Sometimes.” He said “Sometimes, its not enough.” He added in a soft tone of voiceI gave him a soft smile. God I remembered how that felt, in.

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