"Did you love him?" My beautiful girlfriend of three years, Veronica asks getting on top of me in a frog position. Her juicy, moist lower lips rubbing ever so gently on mine. "Yes, Yes I did" I say to her, breathlessly, as I gaze upon her godly face in awe and confusion. I don't know whats gotten into her, she never asks about my previous love life. She looks back down at me meeting my eyes in a lust filled haze and asks, "did he fuck you good?" She quickens her assault on my swollen clit, awaiting my response. I had no words, I was so very confused. I just laid there grinding my hips into hers, trying to pull as much of my pleasure from her as possible. "B-Baby, why do you even ask such questions, w-w-who cares about him?" Veronica stops jutting her slippery cunt against my throbbing labia, looks down at me with the most intensity I've ever seen behind those beautiful coco-brown eyes and simply states, "I do."