The other man chuckled. Henri heard the doors shut. He opened his eyes to see the milky shadow of the man walk to the edge of the balcony. Propped ...is forearms on it and looked out into the vastness of the vineyards.Following his gaze, Henri heard the gentle splash of the river’s little rapids between the property and the hazy outline of the mountain in the soft moonlight. The night stole a moment from his breath, problems melting into the vast space of the world.“I don’t know why anyone. She spread her legs apart so I slid my hand up to her inner thigh and began to lightly stroke it with just the tips of my fingers. She gives me a huge smile so I move it up her thigh to find she's wasn't wearing any panties. I must have looked surprised so she leans over and says, “After I invited you to lunch I took them off. Hope you don't mind stud.”I smiled. “Don't mind at all.” I slid my hand up and gently started to stroke her outer lips. Her eyes got a bit smoky. I gazed into them and. "Honey, please don't stop. I know you were almost finished. Just finish and let's sleep. It's ok I promise" I started again. Sliding my meat back and forth now between her thighs, but now feeling her cunt lips against my dick. She was soaking wet and very warm. I pinched her nipple softly and heard her moan a little. The end of my dick was sticking out 3 inches past her thighs on my strokes out and I could feel it slid next to her opening on the strokes in. I could feel the cum boiling in my. Fire raged in his temples, and caused red-tinged agony to explode in back of his eyes. How many times had he fucked her, lying there on the kitchen floor? How many times had he ripped into her sweat-slick body, flooding that soft, tight cunt of hers with a reservoir of hot, sticky cum? He couldn't remember, didn't want to remember... But it was all there, vivid, in his mind. And there, too, was the recollection of the feeling of helpless guilt and shame which had finally engulfed him, and the.