As I approached her shoulders, she reached back and deftly yanked at the knot of her top, releasing the strings. I felt a bigger twitch from within my...swim trunks. Her bikini bottom covered nothing of her small derrière and as my fingers passed across the smooth mounds, I longed to tug at the knot on either side and let the panels loose. As I ran my hands down her legs, I mumbled about how my A/C was having a hard time cooling my place down and how miserable it was, and how the cable wasn’t. . all mine! Her spread fingers then began to grip the carpet covering the stairs and her whimpers turned to groans and then primal grunts. Her head was down and resting on her right cheek. Her mouth was open and her eyes half closed. Drool ran from her open mouth much like it was running from her recently fucked and gaping cunt. Still holding her by the hips, my tempo increased. I was literally slamming into her depths and she was a mess: back covered in a perspiration-induced sheen, eye makeup. I leaned back again and started pumping into Jodie as fast as I could. “Oh fuck, oh fuck, shiiiiiiit………..” I had to cover her mouth to stifle the noise. She opened her eyes; she was frowning with the effect of her approaching orgasm. I felt her stiffen and she arched her back as her orgasm hit her, there was a muffled “Oh my fucking god!” from behind my hand and I swear she had tears in her eyes. After a few moments she stopped pumping my cock so I started thrusting into her fast and hard. She. “Do I look ugly? Is that your problem?”“No, no, no. You look great. I don’t know what’s the problem.”“Then be quick. I’m bored.”Then I thought of something. “Can you stroke it for me?” I asked.She smiled naughtily and came near me. She leaned on the wall in my side and put her left hand over my shoulder.“I know you’d ask this, you dirty boy,” she said.“No. I wasn’t gonna ask, but I can’t keep you standing like this,” I said.“Yeah yeah yeah, whatever.”She didn’t believe it, but it was the truth..