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In the split-second between the last, “I do.” And the kiss, I heard in my ear Denise’s voice tell me, “Now take this woman and care for her, my love. I will be waiting for you for after your years are done. Maybe all three of us can be together here.” With that, I reached down to kiss my new smiling wife that had waited so many years for this day. Author's Note: In my story, "Freddy in the Bathroom: Virginity Rubbed Away," I already told this entire story from my point-of-view, as one of the two people who actually lived this unique and unexpected event. And in the follow-up story, "Freddy in the Bathroom: My Wife's Confession," my husband has already described for you in great detail his thoughts and reactions to my having confessed to him about what took place between Freddy and me in that small bathroom on that fateful Sunday afternoon, back when I was a young lady. And at the time of its writing and editing, I had originally thought that that second story by my husband would be the final installment of my "Freddy in the Bathroom" series. But I eventually decided that there was still one more side of my "Freddy in the Bathroom" story left to tell. And that's Freddy's side of the story. And since there's really no way for him to tell you himself (let's face it, Freddy most likely doesn't even know that these online, x-rated stories of mine even exist--that is, if he happens to still be alive somewhere on this planet), I have decided to go out on a limb here, and tell Freddy's side of the story for him. However, I bigtits must caution you that if you haven't already done so, I highly recommend that you read the first two stories of this series before you read this one, because in this story I am intentionally leaving out key details that I have already described reality in great detail in the first story, and that my husband has already thoroughly described in the second story. And fucking so you will need that key background knowledge in order to fully appreciate this third story in what has turned out to be my "Freddy in the Bathroom" trilogy. Looking back on how everything happened, and analyzing this whole situation over and over again over the course of several weeks with the valuable help of my husband, Ray (not his real name), I was eventually able to figure out the most-likely scenario that took place in regards to Freddy's role in this life-changing event. In other words, I finally realized why Freddy did what he did to me, and how come he did things the way that he did. Basically, Ray and I went through all this in-depth analysis stuff (which by the way, had started out as a "guided re-enactment" of the event itself in our own bathroom, with my husband playing the role of "Freddy," and me coaching him on exactly what to do, and how to do it) in an effort to try to help me to better understand--and ultimately come to grips with--everything that happened between Freddy and me. Of course, I would be less than honest with you if I didn't also admit that my open and frank "Freddy" discussions with my husband inevitably led to some of the most awesome sex that Ray and I had ever experienced together. But be that as it way, all I can say is that this analysis of my own actions and reactions that day in the bathroom when I was in the process of losing my virginity to that older boy, coupled with the analysis of Freddy's actions and his most-probable intentions, turned out to be very therapeutic for me. It also brought answers to most of the nagging questions that had confused and bothered me for many years. For example, one thing I had always wondered about was why Freddy spent so much time masturbating me and finger-fucking the crap out of me. Did he do it because he wanted to see how much he could make me orgasm, perhaps as a macho notch in one's belt kind of thing? Or was it because he was trying to make the sexual encounter itself last as long as possible? Or was it just his way of buying time for himself so that he could eventually build up enough courage to actually bring his dick into direct contact with my pussy? And that last question about dick-to-pussy contact brings up one of the biggest questions that had bothered me for many years: Why did Freddy fuck me that day in the bathroom? After all, he didn't have to. He could have done any number of other things, instead. For instance, he could have jacked himself off while he was feeling out my pussy. Or he could have had me jack him off and make him cum, before we each went our separate ways. Or he could have rubbed his dick against my pussy crack while he jacked himself off until he came all over my clitoris and pussy lips. But obviously that wasn't enough for Freddy. Instead, he chose to insert his penis up into my possibly-fertile baby-making hole, so that he could fuck the crap out of me, and end up releasing the vast majority of his ejaculated sperm right up against my cervix. But ironically, the question that bothered me even more was: Why didn't Freddy ever come back for a second helping of my tasty "pussy-pie" after he left the bathroom that day? In other words, why didn't Freddy attempt to fuck me a second time--or even a third time--either during that same afternoon, or during later sexual encounters on a different day? After all, he had to have realized that I would continue to cooperate completely with him, just like I had already done during that very first time. And at his age, I'm positive that Freddy had the ability and the stamina to be able to ejaculate several times in one day, with very short refractory periods in between each of his orgasms. Well, I'm pretty sure that I have figured out the answers to these questions and many more. And now I'm finally ready to share those answers with you. It is my hope that reading this story might give you a little better insight into why I don't feel any animosity towards Freddy for what we both secretly did together that day in the bathroom so many years ago. While it's true that Freddy was the one who initially got the ball rolling that day (through his use of intimidation and verbal threats), I'm the one who ended up taking that ball from him, and selfishly running it in for a "sexual touchdown." And to this day, I still don't regret what I did. Although he did smile when we made eye contact. Well, I've always wanted to demolish a male Elf and you basically came to be willing to be Orcknized. You place the tip of the vibrator against my anus and turn fucking it on. “Sure,” I grinned, my balls aching as Mrs. reality Haley loved my dick. Nach gestern weiß er sowieso, dass du ihm an die Wäsche willst." In no time she was sound asleep. Just bear with me a moment. She kissed the tip of his cock suddenly, pressing her lips against the drooling cockhead. You want me to stroke your pussy.’ The scent reminded me of the taste of cunt that was on my mom's lips last night. Permission for him to dance with me. His hands grazed my bare skin as he swayed me from side to side, never once breaking our gaze. Momo is five, and Sonja is…?” Then I asked him which he likes better my boobs or Cindy's. “Well then let’s get you a better look shall we.” Becca moved from around the side of the chair and next to the girl, placing her hands on her shirt, and moving her hands across the young girls’ body. It was much better to take your time and let them get used to a cock in their pussy before you began to hammer them. Moving to the other side of the room, sitting at my usual seat at the table, it was pleasing to watch her work. “Bloody hell Tanya,” Kate said. By that time the booze was making me quite happy and any embarrassment was just history. My pussy and ass easily accessible to her. And as for me, well . . bigtits . And I did. The End of pt. “Couldn’t help but to watch a little”.

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