Bridget hadn’t seen Patrick in the doorway or else she would have invited him into her bed. The orgasm she had been chasing all day was still eludin... her and it was frustrating. Try as she might, she just could not get off. Rather than just trying to get off, she started imagining what she would do to Patrick. She reached over and grabbed her magic bullet; positioning it over her clit, she turned it on high and let the vibration go to work. She let the fantasy play out in her mind: He’s. With a mismatch like that you didn’t need to be Einstein to work out what would happen if the Dam was loaded up with the planned water level.Not surprisingly this was the topic that occupied much of the two-hour conversation on the ride back to the hotel. I was glad of the distraction as it kept my mind off what was happening back in New York. We finally arrived back at the hotel at seven p.m. and I immediately headed for dinner, as I planned to be in bed by eight as Jenny’s little present to. She has feelings she needs to express also, you’ll see when she realizes it and confesses to you.”“How do you know Aunt Carol?”“A woman knows another woman, especially her own daughter who she watched grow up. She asked me a thousand questions about you; did I think you liked her as a person and not just a cousin, did you think she was pretty, did I think you would like her when you both got older.”“But I wouldn’t know what to say her now.”“Tell her what you just told me, that will be enough.. Slowly in & out his cock went I gripped his back as he pounded me making the bottles in the crates beneath me rattle and click. Suddenly he groaned & thrust hard into my wet pussy I could feel him throbbing as he came. He stayed there with his cock in me looking at me he said your very tight, he undid my blouse exposing my breasts, small but nice he said putting both his hands on my breasts. Then he pulled out of me and took the condom off & chucked it on the floor, I started to pull my skirt.