And he hadn't even complained, not once.Yes, she thought, the least that she could do was listen attentively when he rabbitted on about cars. She lean... over, and snuggled up to him, curling her legs up underneath her. Greg looked down at her in surprise, but she merely batted her eyelids and asked him to continue. Her legs were now in contact with even more leather, which suited her just fine. She almost wished that she was completely nude, so that she could feel the leather rubbing against all. We both watched her as the movie continued. I asked her if she was okay and she replied, "Oh yes," with a moan. I said, "Honey, if it looks that good would you like to do that also?" She looked at me quizzically and replied, "If you want me to." I said, "Yes I do."Her face reddened but she turned to me and her mouth opened as she kissed me. Her tongue was swirling inside my mouth as we sucked one anothers tongue.Her hands went behind my head to pull my tongue deeper into her mouth. We kissed. The beginning of summer had brought with it memories of several months filled with erotic written bliss. What began slowly and with nervous energy, not to mention moments of his regret, had developed into a continued comfort for both. Each endlessly eager for their next naughty word, enticing picture or accidental passing shared. As of yet, there had been no need to take their coupling to a physical and sexually united connection. Each mysterious rendezvous had been scarlet hot and searing. “I’m going to **** you.” His fingers were playing with my nipples now, making me blush and moan. “You’re going to stand right here with your eyes closed and I’m going to come up behind you, wrestle you down on the blanket”, he let is words die out. I knew what came next. He pulled me close, let his hands go around my body so they could squeeze my ass and whispered in my ear: “then I’m going to **** you. Again and again, until your ass is so sore and so filled with spunk it turns into a pussy.”I.