She could feel her flesh throbbing on his. He sent her to these dizzying heights of passion every time he reminded her that he was the only man who co...ld fuck her this good. I love your possessiveness of me…I need your possessiveness…I know you love me! ‘Oh, yes!’ he groaned as his orgasm peaked. ‘You are so beautiful when you come! Can you feel me pulsing inside you? I love to come with you, Diana…it feels so right!’ They moaned softly, grinding their hips together gently as their passion. “Did you have a good time?” Paula asked.“Yes,” Kerry replied “And Martin has a girlfriend too.”“Really” I asked Martin who had blushed down to his hair roots.“Sort of.” He choked out, “She’s called Krisztina and she’s from Holland, she’s nice.” He said almost pleading with his eyes for us to shut up.“She’s fifteen too,” said Kerry“Good for you.” I said, “Girls are fun. Even cradle snatching ones.” I said with a sly glance at Paula, who simply grinned at us all.“Of course we are.” Said Kerry. I was aching to get his kit off and make love buthe wouldn’t let me touch him. It was almost too muchwhen I wiggled out of my jeans and panties and lay back,legs apart waiting for him to succumb.He was actually quite angry with me, although I thoughtat the time it was a bit of an act. “Look here Bonnie(short for Bronwen – my father was Welsh). Your parentshave entrusted me, and are paying me well, to get youthrough your English and French A levels with decentgrades.. She was finding it increasingly difficult to think clearly.Ashley tried to climb onto the bike between Brett and the handle bars, but was stopped by a grinning Jimmy. He indicated that she should sit with her face toward Brett, not her back. Ashley nodded absentmindedly and followed his instructions, which made the three bikers grin even more. She found herself face to face with the mustached leader of the pack, which sobered her a bit. But it was too late; he had already started his machine.