” she moaned.I glommed my mouth to one of her substantial nipples with their wide areolae and I felt her cum a little around my cock. Then she began...grinding her crotch against mine.The door opened and someone there gasped. I didn’t see who it was, but the door slammed shut again and we were still alone. “We’d better finish fast,” I urged her.She grabbed my shoulders and leveraged herself up, her feet on the bench on either side so that she was squatting over me, and then started to bounce on. Greta lay against my side, glowing with a fresh sheen of perspiration and the athletic yet feminine plane of her tummy moving in time to the rapid in and out of her breathing. We were both breathing a little hard after our recent coupling, and both a little shiny with sweat. Neither of us minded at the moment. We'd earned the sweat!Greta turned and caught my eye. Her pupils were open wide in the dim light and I could see her nipples were still hard, or maybe hard again. She slid up my torso and. Drops of dew ooze from her pussy as he presses his lips against her and licks it, tasting her juices, and licks again, and pokes his tongue into her. He finds her clitoris and kisses it, and flicks it with his tongue, and sucks it, and flicks it more. My god, she thinks, where did he learn to do this? She has never felt anything like it, and god knows how much juice is running out from her. She is drenched with her wetness and her pussy is livid, and she starts to grind her pelvis into his. ” He smiled, gently easing her onto the bed. “I love a hot desert after dinner.”When he had positioned her to lie on the bed for him, Brett found the catch at the side of her skirt and pulled it free. Shelly lifted her hips as he slipped the silky material away and threw it to the floor. He looked down at her body, wondrous in the flickering half-light, only clad in a white lacy bra and matching thong. Brett’s passion increased as he realized it was Shelly he was looking at, not just a woman to.