Lily
I knew the moment Vince walked in that he had finally decide to fight for us. He did not have to say a word, I felt it in his touch, in his kiss. Tears of joy rolled down my cheeks as his manhood stretched its way inside me, filling me in ways I can not imagine. One moment I was trying to keep up with his movements, the next I had completely lost control and moaning his name and begging for more as if my life depended on it. Being loved by this man is everything. It is two in the morning by the time I lay in his arms like a smitten puppy.
We are woken up by his unimpressed mother. The unmistakable stain on the bed tells her everything.
“We told you not to make any rush decisions. Are you crazy?” she yells at us. I am strangely not shaken.
“I love Vince. He is the only man I will
