When I was in my twenties and early thirties, I had relationships with three different married women. All had the same name. Last one was the best one by far. The first one I couldn’t cum with, no idea why, maybe young and nervous, but I fucked her all day in a hotel room and didn’t shoot. We lost count of the amount of times I made her cum. Second woman was the first one to make me cum. She had a pussy that could squeeze so hard it would stop me from moving. Third woman was the best, great body, perfect breasts, beautiful pussy that was so amazing. We had sex in many places. Even on the floor while her teenage kids were upstairs playing xbox.