" Twenty." Forty-two," I suggested.Sasha giggled and sat up, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "You're not doing this right. We're supposed to meet i... the middle." Say's whom?"Sasha laughed brightly. "What do you want for dinner? Do you hurt? Can I do anything for you? You shouldn't be drinking beer. Do you want some tea? I'll make you tea."With that, Sasha set about taking care of me, full of bounce and enthusiasm and bright eyes.Over the next few days we gradually reestablished equilibrium. I paused…asking her if it hurt, and in an almost breathless voice she told me it felt wonderful. Her arms circled my body and my hands cupped her full breasts, squeezing them gently as fingertips searched for the already hard bumps her nipples were forming underneath the thin gauzy material. A moment later and she was leaning back…laying on the rock with her arms above her head, my lips moved across the untanned skin, nipping and sucking lightly until I reached the line of her bra, which I. My thighs clenched around the firm leather and hard metal. I wanted to stay there, wanted him to kick the engine to life, wanted to feel it roar between my legs, to press hard against it, rub it and caress it and squirm… Oh, God. I almost came right there, swallowing and shuddering and hoping he wouldn’t notice. I could feel that the crotch of my panties was wet now, and beneath them the smooth leather of his seat. Would he notice when I got up? ‘You like that, don’t you?’ he said, and I looked. "I should go see about Chip, he's waiting for breakfast and I know he's got to go out."Joe's arms tightened, "Already taken care of sweetheart. You're not going anywhere but under me."Suiting actions to words, he flipped Mark over on his stomach and d****d his big, furred body over the younger man's. His already swelling cock wedged between the rounded mounds of Mark's ass and he slowly undulated, emulating the thrust and withdrawal of sexual play."Time for the main event, Mark." he whispered,.