“You dropped these outside the station” dangling in front of him were her keys. She thanked him and got into the building. Again she felt bad and ...urned to see him walking away. “Ryan?!” he turned back looking at her. “Fancy a coffee?” He accepted with no hesitation to get out of the cold. Little did she know he was aiming for a lot more than a simple coffee. Walking up the stairs he couldn’t help but notice her ass bouncing side to side with each step. ‘Stop it! Not now’ he could feel his. " She grinned and began whispering a constant stream of dirty talk."You're so fucking dirty today. Cum deep in me. You can't cum unless your balls are touching my clit. I want to feel them twitching. You haven't shot a load for a couple of days have you? Mmmm, it's gonna be nice and thick and warm in my pussy. It's gonna be seeping out of me all afternoon, I'll be wet until we get home and you can fuck me again. Come on baby, you like my pussy? It's nice and tight isn't it? It's going to make. I know it’s something that will probably never happen, and maybe that's what makes it all the more exciting. I began to play back our conversation in my head; nothing really sexual ever came up but his voice made my body tingle. I let my hands begin to wander, first teasing my nipples through my thin cotton t-shirt, making them hard and then moving down my flat tummy. As his laugh echoed in my mind I let my fingers find the bottom hem of my shirt, pulled it up slowly, imagining it was his. I. It was only clear for seventy meters before the trees and bushes started to mask what was down stream. This would give me the cover to hide my tracks and lose him. I could then try and get ahead of him and start to wear him down. I dashed down the stream as fast as my legs could take me, trying to manage the uneven terrain as I made my way. Thankfully, the river was only ankle deep this time of year and not very wide: it did not slow me down as much as feeding the lake had.As I continued down.