By the time I finally let my dick flop out of Debra I had blown three big loads just as deep inside her as I could possibly blow them. Of course, the first time I made sure she was in perfect position for me to pack her fertile womb completely full of my thick potent sperm.
The other two I just let go wherever it felt the best, which was a tough choice, because everywhere inside Debra's silky pussy was an awesome place to cum.
We lay side by side naked on the bed for quite some time, enjoying the feel of our bare skins touching and talking quietly.
"I mean this, Bert" she said, the sincerity in her bright blue eyes almost palpable, "I honestly didn't know that sex could be this good".
I'd heard this said before; I always wonder if it's true. You'd think I'd take compliments well, but I really don't. It's so awkward, you know? If I agree, I sound like a narcissist, if I deflect, I sound like I lack self-esteem. This time her earnest expression, coupled with the knowledge that I had just fucked her brains out for almost three hours straight, made me believe her.
I did the only thing I could think to do, pull her closer and kiss her deeply.
After a bit, we got up and got dressed.
"What will you say to Alan about this?" I asked tentatively.
"My husband doesn't need to know." She replied flatly as she turned around and headed for the door.
***
It was about a month (and two high quality attempts) later when I got the text from Debra asking me to meet her for a coffee at lunchtime.
I had no other plans, and it was a slow day, so I quickly replied; about an hour later, I was sitting in a coffee shop down the street, when she walked in.
Debra was the kind of woman that all eyes turned to when she entered a room, and so was the woman she walked in with.