"Ah, umm," she sighed, sounding almost casual about it. She did break into a sweat after a moment though, the skin of her cheek became cool against hi... pressing arm. "That's it. Bang my cunt."He really did not need any more encouragement. He thrust a little harder, driving himself home. Then with a growl her let go and spurted into her pussy. He panted, groaned, thrust a few more times and then felt the head of his dick swell as he squeezed out a heavier burst. It was followed several thrusts. One giant strike of lightning. Then, just like a flash of lightning, it was all gone. The thunder hadn’t even rumbled into silence before the male was feeling the need to move... to change position... to prepare for flight or defense against possible attack.Richard had also never felt a female orgasm. Nor had he understood her desire– need– for an occasional spanking... and talk of perhaps more than that. He lay on the blanket not wanting to move... wanting to stay in the glow of the moment.... I shall take you there before we go to the hotel room."It sounded like he had the whole evening planned; I liked that, a man who takes charge.We ordered a light supper, and some soft wine, and began talking like we were long lost friends.About an hour later, he asked, "How's about you and I retiring for the evening. I have a suit reserved for us, where we can stare of the New York sky line, or just make love all night long, ma chérie.I looked him straight in the eyes, kissed his lips hard, and. She also agreed and after some formalities we shifted uncle to a separate room and then we left from there. It was around 8 in the evening and it was raining quite heavy. I had a bike that time, we waited for some time to let the rain subside. In the meantime I was having some talks to her about normal things. Then after waiting for some time the rain just became lighter but still it was raining. I told her we should leave as it will not completely stop. She agreed and we started in our bike..