I hung onto his neck to let him take me he held me hard against him, squashing my tits against his chest. It was hard, fast and furious and didn't la...t long but when he was finished I knew I'd been well and truly fucked. We stayed propped against the wall for a while to catch our breath. Then he pulled me onto the bed and he told me how he'd been thinking about doing that to me since we planned to meet. He opened the bottle of wine he had brought and as we drank and talked he started to. I unzipped my jeans and squeezed my hand in, spreading my legs, extending them towards him. Looking into his eyes, I placed my hand on my mound inside my tight jeans and started rubbing myself. The seam of my jeans pressed against my fingers. I closed my eyes as I moved my fingers in and out of my dripping pussy, the pleasure I was giving myself was so intense, I was close to cummming, aware he was watching me.“Ohhhhhhgod! I’m so horny, I can’t stand it. I want you to fuck me hard. I want it. In fiction, the partners would blissfully accept all this and have one last ‘party fuck’ after breakfast before going their separate ways. It isn’t that way. Not really. Phyllis was nervous, as indicated by the constant chatter she kept up as she turned the omelet and fried the potatoes and sautéed onions for breakfast. I laid out the remaining bakery goods. We sat down at the table, each in his own way trying to be cheerful in spite of a nagging concern. I took a deep breath and broke the. .. You two will be good for one another. Such as it is, you have my blessing. Nina, go pack some clothes and stuff. I need to talk to Dan again."Nina left. Helen fixed me in her sights. "Dan, I hope you're serious about that little girl. I told you before. I will hunt you down. For real." Helen," I said, "I wasn't looking for women before, and with Nina as my wife, I damned sure don't have to look any further. She's cute, and smart, and self-confident, and lord only knows why she chose me, but.