“I’m…” she started saying, but then her hand pulled me painfully close against her body and she shook all over. She bit that soft, sweet spot ...bove my collarbone and I cried out. I came in an explosion of sound and light, drenching her fingers, twisting and tumbling through clouds of pleasure. She pulled me close and held me upright, two fingers stuck up my pussy, until I felt my body once again. “Oh my god,” I moaned into her ear, resting my head back against her shoulder. “Thank you! I want. When I woke up, the only thing in my field of vision was the sun, a bigyellow ball partially blinding me like in those old western movies. My headwas still rattling around like five hangovers at once. I felt detached frommy body. I was finally able to raise my head and look around. I was lyingdown on the ground. There was someone lying down next to me, though Ididn't know whom. She was dressed pretty provocatively. She had on shinywhite tights and some red velvet dress with some Santa. In short, I had all the air of not being able to wait the arrival of my lord B——, though he was now expected in a very fews days: nor did I wait for him, for love itself took charge of the disposal of me, in spite of interest, or gross lust.It was now two days after the closet scene, that I got up about six in the morning, and leaving my bedfellow fast asleep, stole down, with no other thought than of taking a little fresh air in a small garden, which our back parlour opened into, and from. ’ ‘Yes!’ She almost yells. My hand is soaked and tired, I cannot wait any longer. I withdraw my hand and run it down the length of my hard on. I position myself behind her, a stunning sight as she offers her ass to me. I slowly begin to push into her tight pucker as she squirms to accommodate my cock. I barely get the tip in and am overwhelmed by the sensation. I close my eyes and exhale deeply in an attempt to steady my breath. ‘Sit up,’ I command softly. She carefully rises to a kneeling.