The feel of it set Grace off and she sobbed a couple of times with her face buried inside Mia’s fragrant jacket, before she got hold of herself. “...orry,” she drew back a few inches, “I’m not like this normally, it’s just, everything being new I suppose...”“It’s okay,” Mia smiled down at her, “I understand. Your mum is important to you.” It was an enquiry.“My dad’s in Canada. They split up. And we just moved from France.” It seemed like a long time since she’d had a real home, in England.“Okay.. “What about your flatmate?” “He’s not here” you said as you lifted me and wrapped my legs around your waist. The feel of your semi erectness against my clitoris as you bounced me around when we climbed the stairs felt heavenly and all I could concentrate on was you. It had been so long since I felt a man press himself into the hot cavern between my legs. While thinking about the distant memory that was my last sexual encounter, the sudden feel of soft fabric surprised me as you playfully threw. Being naked together outside at night was something that we both liked. We never really had much interest in foreplay, only basic shagging, and that night was no different.I had almost forgotten just how good he was. I called him my stallion. I exploded three times in a torrent of warm juice before he spurted a heavy stream of his milky spunk deep into my willing gaping slit. As he correctly pointed out, I had received from him over a period of time, far more of his spunk than all the women he. Robert had no idea how to proceed. If his wife saw him back from his walk so early, she’d be mad at him. But, wait a bit, shouldn’t he be mad at her for having sex outside of their marriage? Oh no, he couldn’t exactly do that - he’d been guilty of that himself only yesterday. Before he could reach a conclusion, Abigail beckoned him with her eyes to come around behind her. The message was quite clear, the invitation to join in the fun was unquestionable. As he moved around the side of the couch,.