I pulled my fingers out as she slowly pushed my penis in. She gasped, a girly high-pitched gasp, struggled to get me in. It felt so warm and wet, I ha... never felt anything like it. Slowly I started fucking her, pushing deeper into her vagina with every thrust while I rubbed her clit. She let out loud, high-pitched gasps as I fucked her hard form behind, panting against her shoulder, our bodies rhythmically convulsing. And then she screamed, and I came, shooting wave after of semen deep into my. If I was a little gassed, I would have thought she was flirting, but I had enough sense to know, or at least think, that she wasn’t. She was getting comfortable in the passenger seat as I eased my car out of the driveway. In about 10 minutes of driving at around 30 m.p.h. we were near her car. I made a u-turn skidding slightly on purpose. She tensed up a little, I guess she thought I was about to lose control or something. ‘Don’t worry, I drive in the rain a lot’ I assured her. She seemed much. However, my cock seemed to have developed a mind of its own, and kept on threatening to embarrass me, particularly when I was talking to attractive female coworkers. Eventually six o'clock came, and I was able to get away, make up all sorts of excuses why I couldn't go out for a drink and a meal that evening. I promised myself that I would have to take at least one night off from my mother in law, otherwise they would start to become suspicious.I let myself in again, and just like the day. " Amazing," he notes. "You were really lucky to have a row boat wash up with you." Oh, this thing?" explains the woman. "I made the boat out of some raw material I found on the island. The oars were whittled from gum tree branches. I wove the bottom from palm tree branches, and the sides and stern came from an Eucalyptus tree." But, where did you get the tools?" Oh, that was no problem," replied the woman. " On the south side of the island, a very unusual stratum of alluvial rock is exposed.I.