From the night she moved in with me, Boy and I have lived in each other's personal space. Without specifically seeking to, I've already touched nearly...every inch of her skin. But, it's all new to me now and I run my hands deliberately over those curves, that spine, and those beautiful breasts. Human breasts fascinate me in spite of their numerical paucity and when I reach Boy's, she grips my wrists to keep my hands there for a while. I do not object.Locked together like that, she rides me with. “Goodday, sir, and welcome,” he said. “I trust you had aneasy passage.”“Passage?” said Mr. Duchose. “Passage? What do you mean?Where am I?”“Ah, yes, of course,” responded the stranger. “You don’trealize yet. Oh, dear, I do dislike these explanationsand . . .well, it can’t be helped. Mr. ah, Mr…” Hefumbled in his pocket for a notepad and studied it .“Mr… yes, here were are… ‘Duchose.. She looked over at me and smiled. I was just wearing boxers and already had a hard on – hell I was 21 and always hard.Margaret was just wearing a not very sexy nightie. She turned her back to me and bent over. I went behind her and pushed my hard cock up against her. She pushed back so I lifted her nightie. I was surprised that she had no knickers on. I started to rub her cunt and she was very wet. She reached back behind herself and rubbed my cock.I then pulled down my boxers and slipped. If you want to….?” Helen turned to look her straight in the eye. “I do. That’s the whole point. It’s all I’ve thought about since I woke up this morning. I want to fuck you so badly. I just couldn’t understand the strength of my feelings…I’m wet for you now….” “Oh God!”. Suzi stood up quickly and grabbed her partner’s hand. “Come on, this way”. Surprised, Helen had no choice but to follow. Hand in hand they walked quickly towards the centre of the hill fort, where the trees and gorse grew.