I wrapped my legs around him and nudged him still more closely to me. Then he started increasing his pace and we both were moaning and our bodies were...sweating. He was fucking so fast, that the anklets and bangles that I was wearing was making sounds synchronized to our fucking and it was great and I felt exactly like a girl being fucked. While he would fondle my breasts often and suck on it; also he used to bite on my neck and suck on it. We did this for some 20 minutes and after that, we both. ”“Would you believe Trav.? They’re really in love; a match made in heaven.“They’re still working on the gazebo I see.”“I wouldn’t worry too much about that Trav. Though it started out as Maureen’s gift for you, it evolved out and away from everything.”“It was a nice thought just the same.”“I think the idea of building something drew Cal to our girl, then with Maureen and her, well you know the odd way she has of alienating and embracing people at the same time, the gazebo was the magnet that. She talked to him all the time he was squeezing her breast; complimenting him on his actions; suggesting when he should gently roll her nipple between his fingers; all of this having an obvious effect on my wife, her breathing becoming heavier, an occasional gasp of pleasure escaping her lips. After a while of this, my wife said to him “Put your hand down between my legs and feel my pussy.” He was beside himself now. This was all new ground to him. He lowered his hand and gently placed it on. But eventually, when the doctor couldn’t find anything physically wrong with her, she HAD to go back.I had briefed Gemma to surreptitiously spread all sorts of gossip about her sister in these few days. Within a matter of hours stories were flying round the school like wild-fire, you can imagine the sort of thing – “I heard she likes it rough!” … “She’ll fuck ANYBODY her!” … “She smokes a couple of joints – then takes ALL the guys on at once - 5 or 6 at a time - I've heard!”The result of this.