You unclasped my bra. Raised your hands to my shoulders. Thin straps falling off my arms — and the feeling of your eager touch against my hard nippl...s. My knees turned weak as your hands squeezed both my breasts and I fell into you gasping when your fingers began to play across my nipples. My breathing was hot gasps as your lips found my neck again, your tongue drawing lines on me up to my ear, where you pulled the lobe into your mouth, sucking and nibbling as I imagined you doing the same to. "It’s all right, they are away for the weekend." She led me straight upstairs to her bedroom, and flung herself into my arms. Our tongues clashed, and her body moulded into mine. I could feel her firm breasts flattened against my chest and before I knew what was happening, her hands were at my belt. We tore each other’s clothes off, until our naked bodies came together in an explosion of heat. She cupped my cock in her hands, stroking it before bending down to slide it between her lips. I was. “He’s going to be upset at first – but then he’ll laugh about it,” said Maggie. Her thoughts turned to the day that Mike found out about her and their kids. She almost felt guilty that it was about to happen again.“Well I think I turned him on sis,” said Beth, “especially with that last outfit.”“Come on,” said Maggie, “let’s get your legs wide open on the sofa and give him a great view when he comes round the corner.”“Hmmm yeah – wide open and wet,” replied Beth.“Not that wet,” said Maggie,. When I was twenty I worked at a resort in the hills of Northern California. I was cooking for a seasonal resort hotel-restaurant. The place was, or still is, in a part of the redwood forest on a secluded stretch of Highway 101, a short walk from the dramatic cliffs and winding trails down to lagoons of the California coast. The job was lousy, but the pay was incredible and the scenery was unbeatable. The main advantage of the place was that it was a beautiful resort, and it was large and.