As I continued my short thrusts it occurred to me that we needed to do this facing each other so we could kiss and I could jack his cock to get us bot... to come together.In a minute he started pushing back more and I gave him another inch of meat to enjoy. I sped up a little, as well. He was breathing heavily and his back was heaving. I sped up a bit more and pushed deeper with each stroke.I dribbled more lube on his hole and my pistoning dick. I was surprised at how much he had relaxed and. Their courtship was slow; frustratingly so for the shepherd lad. He would declaim his latest poem and be rewarded with hot kisses. He gave her trinkets lovingly carved during the long, lonely hours on the moor and was rewarded with a feel of a plump, firm breast. He played her tunes on his flute; tunes to make her feet tap with mirth or eyes cloud over in sorrow and was rewarded with the feel of soft, feminine skin under his work-hardened hands. But, try as he might, the grand prize lay always. But I should tell you, I'm married.” He moves in closer and whispers into my ear, “but I can tell by the look in your eyes, that you aren't so innocent. And well neither am I.” He finishes off his sentence by giving my rear a purposeful little smack. What I don't know, is that he is my Master's friend and he has asked him to help set me up for failure.My curiosity and loins are full of flames and has me following him back to his car where I am told to remove my panties. He takes them into his. I took her hand and led her into the bathroom, where I turned on the water, adjusted the temperature, and got into the shower. Kathy stepped into the shower and I moved her under the spray, facing away from me, then picked up the shampoo bottle. I washed her hair, taking time to lovingly run my hands on her scalp. She sighed, leaning back against me. She purred when I rinsed the lather from her hair. I took some floral soap and washed her shoulders, her back, her very firm butt, and her.