I moaned happily. Finally I stopped her. She asked why. I answered: ‘The first time I come in you I want it to be in your vagina.’ She was beaming... ‘That is a reason I can go for.’ She added: ‘My vagina is at your service. I’m on the pill.’ I said: ‘I need to calm down first. Let’s get some pictures.’ She replied: ‘OKey dokey.’ I picked up her panties and the cloth that had been over her breasts. We headed downstairs. 3i would not be open this afternoon. We began with her panties on and her. " I inched the head of my cock into her body. I grabbed for her tits and started squeezing, driving my hips forward, sinking my prick to the hilt. "Oh God that feels good!" I let out a guttural roar, I've had my share of women, but I'd never buried my prick in a girl where it felt so good, I couldn't believe that little pussy could feel so amazing. I started moving slowly, I didn't have the urgency to batter her sex like the night before. My hands were clamped on her breasts, God it felt so. As I undressedand prepared for sleep I reflected more calmly on what had happened.Peter had seemed genuinely interested in Pippa and her outfit, and hadapparently wanted to ask a question. Was it perhaps Pippa that reallyinterested him rather than Philip? And how did I feel about that?++++++The following evening was free, and I spent some time drowsilyresearching kitchen lore on-line. I was downloading and printing offsome website addresses, when I heard a noise from the dressing. Her arms wrapped around my shoulders, and she ground her pussy into my leg. I put my arms around her waist and pulled her into me, finding her ass with my hand, moving with her motions, and feeling the heat build in my own body. ‘Rhianna.’ I moaned into her mouth, her tongue entwined with mine. Her skirt had worked up and I found my hands massaging her tight ass, fondling the lace of her panties. Her fingers were in my hair, and palms across my cheeks as our kiss deepened. She ground into my.