A fantasy made real tonight.He heard Lana turn the water off to get out of the shower. She walked into the living room, towel wrapped around her. "Are...you ready for me?" Lana purred."Hell yes, baby!" James said and jumped up just in time to watch Lana walk back into the bedroom, letting the towel drop enough to show off the dimples above her creamy round ass.As James entered the bedroom, Lana was laying on the bed with a provocative grin on her face. She scissored her legs so he could see just. This was too far! I struggled a little to get a hand free because I needed to stop him before we reached under my panties and started touching me.Only I didn’t get loose and his fingers found my lower lips, they were puffy and warm to the touch of her rough digits, and I let out a yelp.“There’s my smart young woman.”I froze cold and clamped my legs shut. That wasn’t Mr. Gadsten. I schootched out, bit by bit, my shirt bunched up on the machine but I pulled it down before it got too far up. With. Her big stiff nipples stood up over half an inch from the surface of those voluptuous breasts. She looked incredibly sexy laying there with her little kilt-like skirt and black suede boots still on. I quickly flipped one leg over her until I was straddling her stomach, my glistening oil-covered cock standing up rock-hard before me.“Is this what you want?” I asked her as I took my hand and pressed down on the top of my pulsing erection until it was pointing down towards the beckoning deep valley. She moaned into his mouth and took a slight step back, raising her hands, watching him. He smiled and slipped it off her. God her body, she was small and curvy, her skin a few shades darker than the typical British girl, her dark hair falling around her shoulders, her blue eyes expectant, waiting. His arms again closed around her, kneading her, needing her. He lifted her with her legs around his waist and his lips on her neck. Her breathing had quickened, as had his. He could feel himself.