People were making small talk and the VP was staring once again at her tits. My sister sat up and looked at the pool and asked if that woman over ther... had taken her top off. Of course everyone turned to look especially the VP. When they did my sister reached under and pulled her suit to one side exposing her pussy. She quickly guided my cock to her entrance and impaled herself on me. As the others figured out they missed the mystery topless woman the turned back around. We tried to look. A local agent secured the property for us and, the matter resolved to our mutual pleasure and satisfaction, we returned to London and to Mistress Pickles. The day of our ‘marriage’ dawned and Maria and I were not allowed to see each other. I was an honoured guest in Mistress Pickles’ apartments and Jenkins and the seamstress attended to my toilette and my dressing. I wore fine silk bloomers such as I had never felt but on the highest born guest of the household. The fabric caressed my thighs. The wind gusted again, and again he was thrust toward her. He slid back in, this time going even deeper as her hands gripped his hips and ... pulled! He couldn't believe it. She WANTED him to go deeper.Teri also realized that she wanted him to go deeper. The feelings she was experiencing were outside anything she had ever felt. He seemed to touch her in ways she didn't think were possible. The wind shifted back and he began to withdraw. Her hands stopped him. He raised up and looked down at his. 3 years later we had are first c***d, 2 years after we had are 2nd c***d. 4 years later we were still together, 9 years i am not going to say i stayed faithful all that time because i would be lying but she never found out, but yet again i was back to were i was before, life seemed dull, please dont get me wrong i love my k**s with all my heart and there is nothing that i would not do for them but being with a woman for 9 years who you dont love and who you have never loved was like living in.