Her only warmth emanating from the apex of her strong thighs. I am warm and the contrasting temperature from behind feels good. I reach back to pull h...r body tight against mine and feel her skin puckered with goosebumps, a feeling that's always turned me on. She purrs her warm breath onto the back of my neck and starts to grind against me from behind, warmth through friction. I'm game. She has my attention now. I begin grinding my ass back into her and our rhythm harmonizes; two bodies, one. She needed something, anything, to give her hope. Instead, the dark room felt too small, making it hard to breathe, forcing her frustration and her worry to boil endlessly and threaten to overwhelm her.Finch sat quietly while the woman moved carefully from window to window, scanning the land outside. She poured a cup of water, offered it to him. He drank slowly and shivered with fright.The woman eyed him, sat in a chair opposite him in the small living room, her grip on the rifle not relaxed. I told her that the masseuse was gone when I had arrived and that I had paid for the services prior to their arrival.She smiled and gave me a kiss.I reached under her robe and down between her legs. She willingly spread her legs open for me to feel her pussy.I could feel that her pussy was quite loose, her pussy lips were engourged and hanging down and that her hole had been quite stretched.She was still really aroused and really loose. So I slipped my fingers into her sopping pussy. I told her. I had blown it, he knew I liked him and thought I was just some massive weirdo. I wanted to run upstairs and just hide under the covers for the rest of eternity. I probably would have, if it weren't for what happened next however.He was looking at me, eyes widened, when I could have sworn I felt his arm lean slightly further into me. I must have been imaging it- no! There it was again. And he was sliding his arm back towards him. When his hand came into contact with my cock, my heart was.