I locked the front door and turned on the alarm. I got in my truck and drove home still numb from that morning. I walked in like I did every day since...I opened the shop.I went and took me a shower like I did every day. I made my way to the kitchen and Mandy was sitting at the table. She looked a mess. She wore a pink robe and looked as if she had been crying, a lot.I grabbed a beer from the fridge and headed out the back door. I sat on the patio and watch the sun go down. A few minutes later,. Ever look at a guy and then felt wetness inside your panties right off? Well, that's what happened to me and I had this ache there too. If I didn't know about fucking and how two people did it, I knew that's what I'd want anyway ... to have my pussy penetrated by something hard, something hot and to feel the friction of skin against skin. I'd felt it so bad I thought I'd die until he had me on his car as if he knew what I needed.After he started thrusting his fingers in and out of me slowly,. She looked so stressed and frustrated, I knew she had not cum in a while from our talks on the phone, and her hunger and need for release were radiating off her in waves. ‘Hey baby’, I said and kissed her. I felt her clinging to me in a kind of furious desperation, my fingers intertwined into her hair pressing her mouth closer into mine. ‘Come on baby’, I whispered into her ear, ‘I’ll make you feel better’. I led her to the couch and pushed her down onto it, I pulled off her pants and panties. It was clawing, pawing; groping...it was hedonistic, self indulgent, self seeking pleasure...touching for self first. She only had one speed...hyper drive. She fumbled through my zip and pants and yanked out my erect cock...tugging hard...and a bit roughly. She was keen.My hand was under her dress...my fingers straight into her already wet slit...she had obviously been thinking sex before she was even in my cabin. She moaned loudly...she was panting ...she was writhing in pleasure.Her body.