The prospect of revisiting it, clearly excited her.Upon reaching Eden Resort, we got settled-in to our log Cabin; before long it was time to dress for...dinner at the Club.Walking to the Club was nostalgic; except now I was pretending Rachel was my lover, yet I had no idea if that’s what she had in mind?After dinner that evening, we returned to our Cabin early; to sit by our cosy log fireside and began sharing a bottle of fine wine.We both felt happy and contented; she still dressed in the smart. There was only the three of us left in the house and I was a bit embarrassed as throughout all of this ‘dirty’ dancing my friends Dad (Tom) had been there, watching us. He was a short man and had been drinking all night, the lights were still low in the dining room and he appeared to fall asleep. With that she said “one more dance?”. This time she really went for it and I thought she was going to rub a hole through my jeans or at the very least I would end up with a damp patch…and all this in. According to the clock on the dresser, it was already 2:15am and she still couldn't sleep. It was raining lightly, but she could hear it usual pitter patter of the raindrops against the the steel roof above. She loved it when it rained, she would leave one or two windows slightly open so that the cool breeze could fill the house. She loved how the coolness felt against her skin, how she would feel the tingling sensations as she rubbed her warm hands over her bare stomach. She loved how her. We both were nude with my cock deep in her pussy …. Then i again resumed and started moving slowly … she was feeling well … and and slowly picked up speed ….. she was enjoying it .. and was rubbing my hair …. her hand were on my back .. and i was slowly fucking her … i asked “howz it? She said .. aaaaahh darling ..its heaven … oh god ..fuck me dear ..’” then i started to give dep long shots … it was hitting her wals in side … and spot ..she was nt able to took those and was crying loud.