We both liked to fuck and we did it as often as possible.We both liked to fuck and we did it as often as possible. I knew of some marriages where after the kids came along, the wife would lose interest in sex. Not Lana. In fact, the day she was killed, she was on her way home to meet me for a little "afternoon delight." Unfortunately, a drunk driver put an end to my beautiful wife and our wonderful marriage. Still, whenever I thought of Lana and the good times we had, my prick would spring to life and I would get a powerful urge to go and jack off just to relieve the pressure. Usually, I resisted. I was startled from my reverie when Cindy moved to me and put her arms around my neck, pulling my head to her chest. |