"Ohhhh! Mmmm," she moans as another orgasm hits her. Ron feels her body tense with pleasure. He looks at her body tense with pleasure and begins to th...ust into her faster. He watches as he fucks her. It is too much. He knows it. He can't stop. He knows he doesn't have too. He thrust deep and hard into Amber's tight cunt. "Oh fuck, Amber!" Ron yells. "Oh fuck yes!" Amber feels Ron's body tremble excitedly, she feels his hard dick twitch insider her and begin to pulse. She know what is going to. Wonders wherehe is, what he?s doing, is he thinking of her at all? At this last she shakes herhead to clear it and stands. What doesit matter? He?s hundreds of miles away at the very least, and she has no ideawhen she?ll see him again. If ever,the cynical part of her mind adds. She pushes the thought away and forcesherself to dress for the day. Every day, without fail, she stands in front ofthe full-length mirror in the vanity area and thinks about what she has to dothat day and what should she. It wasn’t until Ally was on the road in her BMW convertible—its delivery a symbol of her decision that she was staying here for a prolonged period—that Ally realized that Angela’s revelation had completely knocked any thoughts of Dennis Harris from her mind. Events later in the day were to force that question even deeper into the recesses of her brain. * * * * There was so much to think of now, plans to make, care to take, as Ally drove up to the castle, past the Mountain Castle vineyards, that. As she rested on his chest before showering and departing, she marveled how she could just let go and enjoy this man after screwing two others in the last twenty-four hours.On Friday, after a good long session with Rick, she met a friend from work at an outdoor café that had good prices for wine and horsdeuvres during Happy Hour. Micki was divorced and about Ollie’s husband’s age. Not ugly but not overly attractive either, she didn’t get asked out like she’d hoped.Well into their second large.