He came in to kiss her softly at first, his breath made sweet by her. She bit against his lip and began to fumble for the lacing of his breeches. She ...miled as she heard his breath catch as her hands ran over his manhood. She kissed his shoulders and his chest, tasting the salt of the sea mixed with the salt of the man. His breeches undone she pulled against them exposing his sex. Finding the strength returned to her body once more, she pushed against him, landing him on his back and she rolled. When we would dine together we woulddress in skirts and heels and she carefully taught me how to be feminine.My long hair was kept back in a ponytail and I was taught me the art ofskilfully applying makeup. Even though we had a very active sex lifetogether I inherited the same masculine equipment as my father and someof his effeminate traits and could never provide her with the rough sexshe craved from my uncles. I had to acknowledge from a very young agethat there were better men than me who. I could hear her muffled moans as my fingers explored her while my cock reached it's full size. I pulled away enough to put on a condom and resumed my position behind her as I slid my length into more than ready cunt. Carl's cock was set free momentarily as pushed into her until my hips pressed firmly against her arse. She managed to resume sucking Carl as I started to grind into her. I reached round under her chest with both hands to get hold of her ample breasts. It was a strange but exciting. Thinking that somehow the innocent driver would be an outlet for the lust I felt boiling up inside of me, I made sure to “accidentally” brush his arm with my breast as I handed him a cash tip. I don’t know why I thought that! Every time I think that just doing something naughty will quell my desire, it only serves to fan the flames more.The driver drove away leaving me and Thomas alone at last. The late spring setting sun highlighted his hair. The blond glowed and sparkled in the setting.