It felt so nice.Without his encouragement to go faster, I kept my movement sultry and smooth, all hips: A change that allowed focus on myself. Moaning...with pleasure, another orgasm washed over me, not a jolting one, more of an embrace. For the life of me I could not remember cumming like that before. Definitely a nice surprise.We continued to move together in rhythm. Subtle little orgasms ebbed and flowed. But I was not the only one enjoying our encounter. I teased his nipples with my fingers. “Even if you did, it would not have changed anything. Neither of us knew. I didn’t, did you?”“No.”“Then get that hangdog look off your face. I’ll be fine.”I gave her a worried half-smile.“What is your real class?”“Blessed Knight.”“Blessed by who?”“No clue. God? It doesn’t say and I didn’t ask.”Anything else you are hiding from me?”“A couple titles.”“Any I should know about?”Jason Blakely: Blessed Knight Level 1 (750/5000)Title: Orc Slayer (White), Zombie Slayer (White), Earth’s First Gate. At this point I am rock hard. Ready to pummel this woman. She then stops me and embarrassingly asks to clean up first. I am so impatient at this point and I already have most of my clothes off. She asks "don't you want me to freshen up a little?" "Doesn't matter." I say ignoring her suggestion. I take her bra off and start to suck on her breasts. I kiss her cleavage and move down and then bam....Ohhh I see why. Under her breast and in her cleavage area had a rather musty smell. It. Jerrod had been on scaffolding installing replacement windows on the side of the house next to Wendy. The houses here were on narrow lots placing the houses close together. Wendy watched Jerrod as he worked up a sweat in the unusually warm May sun. For the first time Wendy was allowing herself the liberty to look at and fantasize being with another man. She was taking a better interest in herself again. Fixing her hair and primping herself and dressing a little sexy. Shorts and tops that.