‘This used to be a logging river, no?’ I so enjoyed that James was more interested in the river than he was in the giant plasma screen television... It was clearly visible thanks to the open concept of the house, but I doubted it would be getting much use that weekend. My heart fluttered at the thought of the days to come. We would be isolated in an idyllic house in the woods. The two of us had spent most of the previous weekend a tangled mess in James’ bed, but we were about to spend nearly a. Anna moaned quietly as I begin to gently stroke around her clit, using the wetness from inside her to make her slick.It was black outside, and inside, the only light was cast from the fire and the lights on the tree. With my other hand I cupped and teased Anna's breasts. My mouth sucked and teased and licked at her neck and shoulders. She could feel my cock pushing at her back. We lay for a while as I gently got her more and more excited. The slow circles over her clit eliciting more and more. As I fumbled in my purse, they both got out of the vehicle. I handed my I.D. to the younger one and I noticed he was studying me, not like a cop, but like a curious boy who just saw the cover of his first porno magazine at the local d**gstore. There was a little hidden touch of his finger to mine as he took my I.D. He glanced quickly at it and then handed it to the Sheriff so he could eye me up and down some more. "You want to run this Buck?" The young cop said to his superior. "Might as. One has to learn to love Africa. The babies are lifted out and the doctor asks my husband if they can carry through and fix me. Ken says "No" and they just close me up with staples and tape. Last night was super, all k**s asleep early and I am not really thinking about sex, I have not for months. I just had to stop. So I start getting little kisses and being me, I push it to passionate kissing, Which was super good but with consequences. OK, I love him savagely and he has a body and.