I would also like to point out that we did not make love to each other...we fucked each other. You took advantage of a 'sex-starved' man, who could no... have said no if he tried. That was not making love." Saying that, I reached out for her hand and said, "This will be making love."I pulled her body close to mine and began to kiss her lips, trailing little kisses over her eyelids, her cheeks and the hollows of her throat. As she started to react to my kisses, her breathing started to get a. He then started kissing and licking my ass, getting to my pucker and inserting his tongue. I told him to hurry up and get inside me, which he did, while pulling a blanket over him to mostly conceal what we were doing. I was in heaven, as he slowly worked his penis in and out of my love tunnel. Eventually another car drove in and stopped. I glanced at the driver, a man, but he stayed in his car and just watched us for a while. I'll bet he was wanking along as we kept going at it. My new. He reached around and put his mat on the shelf on top of mine and very gently pushed his cock against my ass. I froze, mainly because now I was 100% sure he was hard and because from what I could feel, he was big. Like, donkey cock big. He pulled away, probably because he thought I got frightened but as he pulled away I whipped around and got down to my knees, automatically putting my hands in the waistband of his shorts and pulling them down his thighs, to his knees. His cock bounced out of. "Bobby," she finally began hesitantly, "I'm so excited about us living together." Me, too," he offered, reaching out to take her hand. "It's gonna be great!" But, there's something I need to ask you about," she continued. "Do you... do you remember... when we found you on the hill... do you remember what you said... about my mom?"He dropped her hand as well as eye contact. "Uh, a little bit," he said, trying to sound casual."You said I looked like her," she said to prompt his memory."Oh!.