The ‘Q’ Factor 

                 

Chapter 1  

The waves lapped the shore as Lidia walked along the beach, her favorite place since she was young.  She would walk with her mother holding her hand skipping trying to keep up.  The sand would squish between her toes making her giggle; her mother loved hearing her little pumpkin laugh.   Lidia felt a tear form remembering the dearest person who was once in her life; feeling the emptiness left after her mother passed away.  She always felt God had something against her to take her mom like he did. The sun was beginning to set and the smell of the sea drifted into her nose, Lidia knew there was only one other time in her life that made her happy.....


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20 Years earlier:

Lidia woke early knowing this was her first day at her job, she liked the idea of having her own little cubical and no-one she had to look at while she rung clients about their insurance policies.  She hoped to get over her fear of rejection; for now, she was happy the way she was.  A clap of thunder made Lidia jump out of frustration knowing she would have to take the bus and get wet in the rain.  She looked forward to something new after work she would be trying something called “quilting” or patchwork as some people would call it.  She had always wanted to learn how to do this but would put it off thinking it was for “elderly” women.  Now at the age of forty-six she wondered if she had left it all a bit late.  Her mum used to say” Pumpkin, it’s never too late to try something new in your life; whatever you want to learn do so, you never know how much it could change you and your life”

She finally listened to her, tonight could be the beginning of something new for her.

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Cesar, the overactive fox terrier wouldn't stop barking. “Cesar, shush, I will be there in a minute to let you out” Agnes hated it when Cesar would make such a noise; he always knew she would let him out soon enough.
Agnes’s day was busy; She had her home to clean so she would feel comfortable having the quilting group here later tonight.  She had a phone call from Amanda letting her know someone new was coming along to see if she would like quilting.  It was always good having someone new come into their small group.  At the moment the group has five people who attend on a Tuesday night.  Everyone starts to arrive just before 7:00 pm to set up their machines and have a quick hot drink while we catch up on each other’s news from the week.  Nicholas (nick to his friends) started to come along a few months earlier; being a strange man at forty- six.  Agnes questioned why he came along in the beginning.  He assured her he wanted to be different to the rest of his friends and try something that a man would never try.  He soon showed promise as he picked up everything quickly.
Then there was young Miss Amanda; at the age of twenty- five she had completed her goal of qualifying as a chef, one night while working Gordon Ramsey came into the kitchen to meet the staff.  She realized she couldn’t work for anyone who may be good at cooking but sucked with manners! She decided she would wait until she could own her own restaurant before she would get to serious.  Agnes met her while shopping in the local fabric store; Amanda was trying to have her skirt fixed after the seam had come away.   After ten minutes Agnes had managed to convince her to try patchwork; she has never looked back since that day. Agnes laughed out loud as she thought of this young woman who needed a man in her life to make her life more complete.
Cindy was someone who loved sitting within the group and sharing all her hidden secrets and everybody she had ever met. Agnes hoped that when Cindy married her husband Jack a year ago that she would settle down a bit; but that has yet to happen.  Lisa is our red-headed wonder who will not allow anything unhealthy touch her lips.  If she misses a day of exercise she will do twice as much the next day to make up for lost time!  She has always wanted mister right to step into her life but tries to find him in clubs every Friday night.  Her pet budgie “Ferret” keeps her happy until then.  One area in quilting she’s good at is appliqué and makes us feel guilty as we enjoy our lunches that consist of cakes and yummy sandwiches with no bean sprouts.
Agnes had heard from Amanda, she knew nothing about sewing.  Everyone will have to help guide her in like a baby trying to take their first steps in life; Lidia had no idea what she was in for.
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Lidia’s day seemed long; she wanted to hurry so she could get to the fabric store and buy everything she needed for her new adventure.  Amanda, one of the women who had been going for two years had given a list of what to bring.  She had no idea what some of the items were or what to do with them; she was sure she could get help tonight.  Finally 4:30 arrived; Lidia rushed out the door with the list; yelled for a taxi and managed to get there in time to buy all the supplies.  Now all she had to do was have some tea and get to the home of Agnes Ward, the woman who teaches quilting.  She started when she was 50 years old after her husband left her for another younger woman.  Agnes obviously decided she wouldn't waste her time with worry and anger so she walked into the same shop and asked for details of the next class.  That was twelve years ago; she’s well-known for her quilts and has won quilting competitions several years in a row.
Lidia wondered if she would ever be like that.

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As Lidia stood in the colder air by the sea; a warming smile filled her face as she remembered on her time she had with this group.  She felt grief in her soul; the group had stopped meeting ten years earlier.  She wondered if anyone other than herself were still alive or was still making beautiful quilts.  It was a shame they had stopped meeting everyone felt like family to her.  Sometimes she was sure they were more of a family then her own family.  Her mom would have been so proud of her for stepping out like she did, trying something new.

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By 6 pm Lidia was starting to feel nervous, she had no idea how many people would be at this group. Would they be friendly or would they treat her as an outcast.  She would find out soon enough.
Agnes and the rest of group were busy sharing about their week over a cup of coffee and muffins when the doorbell rang.
“Agnes, I think the new member has arrived, Lidia is it? Would you like me to get the door for you? Lisa asked knowing that Agnes was placing dishes in the sink.
“Yes please Lisa, tell her I will be there in a minute”
Lisa couldn’t wait to meet Lidia; she’s hoping to have someone like her in the group, someone who is a health nut and likes walks or jogging late at night.  As Lisa opened the door surprised to see a woman standing there who didn't look like she belong in their group.  “Hi, Lidia: my name is Lisa, here let me take those for you” Lidia had bags of equipment, she was about to drop some when Lisa offered to take them for her.
“Thank you, I thought I might drop something, maybe I need more hands in the future” The both of them laughed; “Being a quilter, said Lisa” means having several items to bring each week. When you’re about ready Lidia we can show you how to make a special quilters bag that will carrying almost everything you need, you won’t have any more than one bag with you then”
“That does sound brilliant thank you Lisa”
 Lisa stepped out of Lidia’s way so she could come inside to meet the others.  “Come on through Lidia everyone is here; “
“Agnes says she will be in the dining room shortly she is cleaning up after our drinks, would you like something to drink before start?”
“That would be thank you; I’d like a coffee with milk and two sugars” “Coming right up; take a seat, here let me introduce to everyone”
Lidia stepped into what seemed like a dining area.  There was a huge table in the middle, two ironing-boards with irons on them and three other people who were chatting away until she walked in the room.  Lidia placed everything on the floor next to an empty sofa and started to sit when Lisa took her arm and pulled her towards a young woman.  “Lidia this is Amanda” Amanda this is Lidia” “Hi nice to meet you, I hope you enjoy being a part of our group”.  Amanda stood to greet Lidia.  She was tall and towered over her. The fear of meeting new people kicked in, Lidia could feel her cheeks heat up to the point where she felt like her knees would give in, having her wake up on the floor.  How stupid would that look for her she wondered.
“Hi, Amanda” she whispered hoping this would be enough of an answer for her.
A man slightly taller than her stood up, raised his hand to shake hers and smiled; “Hi there Lidia, my name is Nicholas but my friends call me Nick, so please do call me Nick” She smiled her shy smile wondering how she could be a friend so quickly.  “Hi Nicholas I’m mean Nick, please forgive me, I’m a bit nervous” Everyone laughed making her feel tenser; she wondered what could be so funny.  “You’ll be fine Lidia; we are caring people here; before you know it you will feel like a part of this little family” “welcome to our group I’m sure you will like being here”

No sooner did he sit down when another woman stood up to greet her.  She looked like she was in a hurry as she lunged forward with both of her hands she grabbed Lidia’s hand and shook her hand so fast she felt as if her hand would fall off.  “Hi, my name is Cindy; tell me all about yourself where do you live? Are you from around here?  I hope you like being here; everyone wants to know ALL about you” Somehow Lidia doubted this, and smiled to her with a frown added in not knowing what this woman would be like to trust with all her details.  She seemed too forward for Lidia’s liking.  Just then she saw someone else walking into the room. “Why hello there, you must be Lidia; my name is Agnes; after awhile when you feel comfortable you can call me aggie” Agnes took hold of Lidia and hugged her with a warm caring touch.  She tensed up not knowing how to deal with someone who would hold her like this so quickly.  “Hi, Agnes it’s wonderful to meet you, I have heard about your patchwork, how long did it take you to learn how to do this?”
“Honey, you’re’ always learning in patchwork you never stop” at that comment everyone was laughing and agreeing with her, except Lidia.  She started to wonder what in the world she had gotten herself into.
“Come; sit down while you have your coffee. Tell us a little about you” Cindy and Amanda were talking when they stopped especially Cindy she wanted all the gossip she could get to share with her husband Jack later tonight.
Lidia sat down slowly not sure where she should start;
Her finger slowly worked its way up to her hair as she felt the butterflies flying within her stomach.  She always twisted her hair when she was nervous.  Today was no different for her.
She spoke about her love of books and of how she loved walks along the beach.  Lidia’s voiced quivered when she told them how her mom had died when she was thirteen.  “Lidia what happened to your mom?” Cindy couldn't help but ask.   “If you don’t mind I’m not ready to share that much” Cindy sighed knowing there could be something of interest for her about this Lidia and her mom.  “Well” said Agnes I think it’s time we do some work.  Will everyone please take a seat at the table so we can get our blocks sewn together today?
An hour into the night Lidia was starting to see what they had to do with patchwork.  Agnes showed her a simple pattern that makes a small bag to carrying some threads and needles in.  Lidia hoped that after a few months she could move on to something a bit harder.  She was in no hurry at this stage....


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Withered

Falling like a leaf to the ground

I feel my heart landing from a pounding

Damaged and wounded I wonder if I will ever be the same

The leaf withered away, dissolving into the earth

...will my heart do the same?

... Only time will tell, if hope stays aflame

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Do I Love you?

Do I love you…love you true? 

This I ask because of you

My heart longs to know the truth as I no longer know for sure.

I seek down in the depths of my soul, hoping the answer is there…somewhere.

As I sit and ponder this dilemma, my heart races for not knowing for sure

This hurts me so…

Could it be that I won’t like the answer?

Or could it be that my heart knows the truth and just won’t share?

I feel like weeping and sense a surge rising from within.

I wait as I ache so true, that much I know for sure.

As this feeling draws near I pray it won’t hurt either way.

Tears please drench my pain; maybe then this will be explained…

Here it comes!

Do I love you…. Love you true?

Why yes

 Deeply I do.

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Deep Inside...

Deep inside me where the words sit; is a waterfall of stories waiting to be told.
Were the birds are singing and the waterfall spray leave rainbows dancing in the sun light.
The tree trunks are a deep brown and the green leaves float like dancers in the blowing breeze.  Flowers are blooming with vivid colors of the rainbow, as a baby deer saunters slowly to the waters edge and begins to drink.

I feel the warmth of the sun surrounding me as I sit and watch the scene that unfolds before my eyes. I sense the stronger radiance that holds its presence, like a mother holds her child; I began to take deep breaths to take in all of this radiance that I could absorb within me.


I took steps toward the deer, I wanted what was within the water, and I needed it to carry on with the desire of my heart.

I watched the waterfall spill more and more words into the pond; I felt a burning desire deep inside me and knew I needed all the words I could drink in.  Kneeling beside the deer I bent over and began to drink all I could.  The water tasted sweet it quenched the thirst that had once kept me dry. I began to see stories dancing with happiness in my head.

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Silence

The morning held a silence that made Donna hold her breath not knowing whether Sam was all right or not...she sat on the sidewalk waiting; listening to see if there were any other signs of life.
All she could hear was the wind as it swept past her making her shiver not only from her wet skin but also from the sharpness the wind held.  Donna remembered well the day she had met Sam.  He was a skinny ten-year-old boy with stringy, sandy, brown hair.  He had two front teeth missing, making him look old when he smiled.  She remembered feeling unsure whether he would be someone she would want to get to know.
That was 12 years ago when he was the boy next door; who would have ever imagined they would become best friends?  Sam had been there when Donna lost her dad, and when she broke her leg after she fell from the tree hut they often played in.  Now she has no idea whether he made it out of the house before it burned down.

ONE WEEK EARLIER:

“Sam, where did you put the matches?  I need them to start the fire it's getting cold outside and I have clothes to dry for tomorrow’s interview."
“They are in the top drawer where they should be.”
Donna hated matches knowing how simply they could start a fire, but to light the gas fire she had to use something and matches was all they had.

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No one can replace a life once gone. This is how Donna felt as she sat there remembering the week before.  Donna could feel people running around her, fire-fighters trying to dampen all the hot spots, neighbours standing on their lawns staring at the scene, afraid to say something in case they overstepped the mark.  There was a police officer asking questions, she knew it would be a matter of time before he would approach her as well.  The smell of burned wood and clothes filled the air; her lungs felt like they too were on fire.  All Donna wanted to do was find a dark corner somewhere and sleep, hoping when she woke up this day would play differently somehow....
“Excuse me, Are you Miss Cooper?  Miss Donna Cooper?”
“Yes, I’m Donna Cooper can I help you” She looked up and saw it was her turn to answer questions to the only police officer who looked like he would rather be at work eating doughnuts or something.  She didn’t feel like answering any questions not until she knew whether Sam was alive.
“Please officer, could you tell me if Sam Donaldson made it out of our home?”
“Look Miss Cooper, right now the main concern we have is making sure you are all right. You need to let me ask the questions at the moment.  What happened today?”
“Please officer, I’m tired; I need to get to the hospital, can I answer all of your questions later after I’ve rested?”
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The noise from the hallway was keeping Donna awake
She knew she would be all right and wanted to leave the hospital yet no one would let her.  Her head was pounding and her lungs were sore.  She was nothing like others having to be there so why couldn’t she go home? And what about Sam; there had been no word yet about how he was or if he even made it out alive.


The day before:

“Donna, would you please tell me why there are so many clothes around the lounge?  I am having a girlfriend over later and would like to have some room to sit on the couch.”
“Sorry Sam, I was trying to sort out all my old clothes to give away. I think I got a bit carried away.  I’ll do my best to get them all picked up for you by tonight.”
Feeling pissed off that he had to live with such a messy friend, Sam left the house hoping it would all be better later.


Donna woke and yelled out for Sam, she knew he wanted her clothes picked up before his date arrived.
 There was nothing but silence.
 She was still in the hospital.  It was dark except for a little light above her head.  Donna focused her eyes and saw a tray of food was waiting for her.  Knowing the food would be cold by now she pushed the tray away, pretending her stomach wasn’t growling in protest.
A nurse walked in with a thermometer and stethoscope ready to check Donnas’ vitals so she could rest more.
“Good evening Miss Cooper.  Did you have a good sleep?”
“No, I didn’t sleep well; no one will tell me if Sam made it out of the house”
 “Miss Cooper, everyone wants to be certain that you have no injuries before you can see Mr. Donaldson.”  I can tell you they found him and pulled him out of the fire but that’s all I can say”.
"What!  That isn’t enough. He is my best friend I have known him for twelve years, we grew up together.  I think I should know how he is. Can I go see him?"

“Look Miss Cooper, I’ll ask someone for you and see what they say; I know you lived together but hospital policy says only closest relatives can see him.  I’ll see what I can do, please rest some more so you can go home tomorrow."
Donna closed her eyes hoping that she would sleep; she knew that no matter what, by the end of tomorrow she would see the man she knew now was more than a friend.
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“Donna, wake up Donna, this morning is your interview, you don’t want to miss it.”
Oh wow, umm what’s wrong with me Sam, I had the most horrible nightmare.  There was a fire in our home, I made it out but no one would take me to see you and show me you were all right.  I’m glad I was only asleep”.
Of course I’m fine Donna, look at me I’m right here alive and well.  Now get moving or you’ll be late.

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“Miss Cooper, wake up Miss Cooper. Your mum is here to take you home”
What, no, I’m already home she thought as she felt someone’s soft hand touch her shoulder to wake her up.  “Where is Sam, he was just here or in my room so I thought?  Where am I?”

“Miss Cooper; you’re in the hospital after being in your home when it burned down.”  Donna opened her eyes slowly hoping that as her eyes focused she would see Sam sitting next to her bed.  But as her vision became clear so did her mind.  She remembered that today was the day after the home they owned together was now ashes.  As far as she knew so was Sam.  Where is he?  The nurse had said she could go and see him.  Jumping out of bed, Donna grabbed her robe to find someone who would take her to Sam.
“Excuse me nurse I’m ready to see Mr. Donaldson.” She made sure she had the nurse's attention; “Sam she thought, here I come.”

Donnas’ heart began to race as she was being lead down the ward and into the elevator.  She was not sure what she would do first when she saw him; hold him kiss him or tell him how much she loved him.  She knew after going through something like this a person needs to take hold of the one they love; she realized that this is love she felt for Sam, it was no longer friendship.  She would never let Sam out of her sight again.
The elevator stopped, the doors opened; Donnas’ legs felt weak as if she were about to faint.  The nurse stopped at the door “Here you are Miss Cooper; take all the time you need.”  In all the excitement Donna could hardly breathe as she glanced through the window.

Three days later.

Standing cold and wet Donna felt her heartbreaking.  “Why, Sam, why didn’t you follow me out of the house?"
Donna was alone with Sam, only it wasn’t Sam but Sam’s grave.  Donna's heart ached as she watched his coffin sink into the dark hole where he would stay for eternity.
The tears that flowed mixed with rain could never show how much Donna was hurting inside.  The police had come to see Donna at her mother’s home yesterday.  They had told her they found the cause of the fire was from someone trying to light the gas fire.  The person who started the fire had not made sure the match was out when they placed it in the rubbish tin next to the gas fire.  The paper inside the tin caught fire and in a short time the clothes that were in the lounge had become ablaze.  It was only a matter of minutes and the house was burning.  Donna, that day had jumped in the shower; she only had time to get a robe on when she realized the house was full of smoke.  She had barely made it out.  Sam had his date coming over later so he had lied down.  He never woke up again.
Sam died because of her carelessness.  She had lost the only one she would ever love.  How would she ever forgive herself and carry on without him?

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Cloud nine

Paul was tired from his long day at work. All he could think about on his drive home was a quick meal a beer or two and a nice hot shower. Once in his door he felt like the beer sounded better than the food and loved the thought of feeling high and on cloud nine after a few beers and no food in him to help keep the buzz away.


He took two beers from the fridge and turned his favorite music on, then began to drink his beer. He guzzled the first one down quickly and the second one was almost finished when he heard someone at his door. He cursed under his breath as he was starting to feel the alcohol and only wanted his shower and then bed. He opened his door and wanted to yell at the person; yet there standing before him was a woman who needed help.


She explained that she had moved into the area a week ago and her keys had been lost to the house! She asked if she could use his phone and stepped into his warm home. He offered her a seat on his couch and got her a beer.  Once she relaxed she said her name is Tabitha and that she did not like being alone at home, Paul did not know how to respond, was she asking to stay the night or were the beers he drank going to his head?

Paul sat and listened as Tabitha started to share her likes and dislikes, he was not sure when the subject changed yet she seemed to be sharing her sexual desires with him! This he noticed made his cock begin to rise and the room was warming up as well. She moved closer to him and looked into his eyes. He could tell she wanted him and he knew by how his body was reacting he too wanted her.


She stood up and took his arms to make him stand as well; she then kissed him placing her tongue into his warm moist mouth. She began to undress him and he too unzipped her pale pink dress that hung loosely over her curving body, as the two kissed passionately they could not stop moving, the passion built so quickly that the two could not stop what was happening within them. Tabitha's dress slid off her to expose her breast and pubic hair, it was like she had this planed and came here with as little as possible to remove from her body.



The two stopped kissing and saw they were in the bath room, Paul look at her with such desire that he turned on the shower and lead her in with him. The water was warm and increased the desire they both felt inside. As their wet mouths kissed and his cock grew harder he found it hard not to take her and devour her whole body that minute! Tabitha took the soap off the shelf and began washing Paul on his chest and stomach then turned him around and lathered his back and buttocks. She began to kiss his back from top to bottom biting him lightly with her teeth. He then turned around and started to wash her beasts and her stomach as well then did the same to her back and buttocks. He could not help himself and sucked her buttocks which tasted sweet in his mouth.  He wanted her now! He turned her again and started to move into her, yet she motioned him to stop. Tabitha asked him to give her five minutes and then meet her in his bedroom.


Paul was reeling with excitement as his heart raced knowing what could be waiting for him in his own room. Five minutes seemed to go so slowly; when the time finally passed he walked slowly to his room so he would not look too wanting.  Once in his room he noticed the lights were dim and Tabitha was lying under the sheets with her resting on three pillows waiting for him to join her. His heart was pounding harder now as he walked to the edge of his bed, lifted the sheets, and slid in beside her, her smile lit up the room and her eyes sparkled in the dimly lit room.  Paul lifted the sheet up and slid his hands down her body, over her firm breasts and down over her tight stomach and down to her pubic hair.  She moaned as he used his flat hand to touch her pussy. He noticed she was dripping this made him want her even more. They kissed deeply then took each others tongues and sucked with amazing passion. Paul lightly touched her clit and flicked it with his finger. With two of his fingers he slid them deep into her pussy. Her moaning increased so he knew she loved what he was doing.



Tabitha touched Paul’s chest and slid her hands down to his pulsating cock, it was warm and hard; his cock was dripping as well. Her hands enclosed his cock as she started to pump him then he too moaned as she touched him in such away. Paul's fingers went faster and deeper into her pussy; he started kissing her again and then worked his way down her body with his lips and tongue. When he reached her clit he could not help notice that it was hard like his own cock and then he suck it deep into his mouth as his fingers went in and out of her pussy and she moaned with pleasure. Tabitha had hard time breathing as her heart raced more and more. She was close to an orgasm and wanted it now. She knew she would take Paul once he finished this excited her even more knowing he would be deep in her mouth or pussy; either was fine as long as she knew he loved it!


Tabitha felt the tingling coming as she screamed with passion the electricity shooting through every part of her body.  Paul could feel her muscles pulsating as she came intensely, he went down to her pussy lips and drank all her lovely juices that seemed to trickle out of her warm pussy. Once Tabitha settles down a bit she went she kissed Paul and then asked him with a soft voice to go deep in her waiting pussy. He could not and would not say no so slid his hard warm cock into her still very wet pussy and began to feel how tight she was around him.

Paul loved how warm Tabitha felt inside, the two moved together as if they were made for each other. The held hands and moaned at the same time. Paul then touching Tabitha and kissing her breasts loved how smooth and sweet she tasted in his mouth. Tabitha teased Paul’s nipples with her fingers and kissed his lips deep into her mouth as the flow of the two as one could be seen by the two of them. They never wanted this night to stop yet they could tell that both of them were feeling warm and excited all over. Tabitha wanted his cum inside her, to feel their juices flowing from her pussy all at once. Paul wanted the same as he could tell how close he was getting and started to thrust hard and firm into her dripping wet pussy.

The closer he got the faster he went and Tabitha could not help but scream with the heat building inside her. As Paul couldn’t hold back any longer he was sure he could not go any deeper into her than he already was, yet he didn’t find it hard to penetrate deeper inside her warm wet inviting pussy. His body began to spasm and he yelled out with the intenseness he felt his orgasm gave him, Tabitha too screamed as her body gave way to yet another orgasm that left beads of sweat rolling down her breasts and onto her flat stomach. She wanted more and so did Paul, within five minutes of such an intense time she could not help but want his warm cock in her mouth!

Tabitha was excited to take Paul’s once again hard cock into her mouth. She wanted to lick him clean and have her own juices in her mouth as well! She had him sit up on the end of the bed and knelt down in front of him. Slowly she took him in her mouth sucking and licking every bit of her own juices as her tongue loved playing with his whole cock the head seemed to jump with joy knowing she was taking such interest in it. She took Paul’s cock as deep as she could with her hands she squeezed his balls and played with his anal hole, even taking her finger in just slightly in and out to add to the intenseness! Paul could only moan as this woman ate him with such care that he felt she may do this all night ( he could only hope) Her lips wrapped around him and took him firmly in and out of her mouth tasting everything he had to offer her in his own dripping love juices.

 He grabbed her and guided her up to his lips and took her tongue, they kissed for ages but Tabitha wanted his cock back were it had been. She led herself back down to him kissing his nipples on the way down and then taking him once again into her moist warm mouth. She wanted Paul to feel amazing again so she pumped him with her hands and sucked him with firmness. Up and down went her mouth on his warm cock she wanted him and wanted him badly. Paul was moaning more now as he felt it all building again inside. He hoped that Tabitha would visit again and again. As he got close he begged her to finish him and helped her suck him faster and faster by taking her head and pushing her up and down she loved his roughness and wanted his precious cum in her mouth. Paul started to jerk again as he came but the tenseness was so great he did not care for he knew this woman was getting a mighty mouthful, he loved it. Tabitha drank his juices that seemed to squirt forever in her mouth. Her body wanted more yet she had no more strength, she would have to see this man again and SOON! The two kissed and touched each other as they together in bed until sleep overwhelmed them. the next morning when Paul awoke he saw she was gone yet she had left a note saying " see you again REAL soon my cloud nine" Paul couldn’t wait till then.
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