She lifts herself up and down on his now throbbing cock, his whole body is shivering from this strange and erotic fucking they are now engaged in.Emma...masked as she is, hiding who she is, and Donald himself also so anonymous, has both of them shaking with excitement. Emma thrusts herself down hard on Donald, taking him in as deep as possible. They both moan with pleasure as Emma’s sides clench and hold Donald’s shaft deep in her cave.Emma’s juices are so flowing right now, his cock is cover. My cock throbbed painfully in my pants."You were going up to the cabin now?" I finally asked."Yes. I'm spending the long weekend hiking. I was going to start from there." Alone?" I asked, my mind whirling at the possibilities. Don't rush her, the a****l in me cautioned...we've got lots of time."Yes, I've done it before, mom and I, sometimes with others," she answered, clearly unhappy with my condescending tone."You're a girl." So what? You don't think a girl can climb a mountain? Where have you. At school Friday, Jake started to get his rhythm. He received back some of his homework assignments, mostly with positive comments. He took two quizzes he felt good about, and answered some questions from Mrs. Greer about Shakespeare in a way that pleased her. At study hall, Miss Doane sought him out in the stacks, as he was looking at a book of sonnets for lit class.“What do you know about love to be so cynical?” she asked.“I’m not cynical,” Jake replied. “I’m a romantic. It just seems to me. Johnson dipped the cloth on a bowl of warm water and told me to set back and she would clean off the paint and have a look at the scratch. She bent forward over me and I was treated to a look at the most gorgeous set of tits I had ever seen outside of the pages of Playboy. Her loose blouse fell forward and it became immediately obvious that she wasn’t wearing a bra. Along with a perfect view of her large, soft looking tits, I couldn’t quite see her nipples. She asked me to set back some more.