His hands worked roughly to pull my shirt up and grab my breasts. Then he unzipped my pants and stroked my pussy. The fever of it made me nervous but ...xcited too. Hugo was a tender lover and had never approached me with this much hunger.But this was a time like no other. This was our last time together. That made it more pressing than ever before; made the need to leave a lasting memory so necessary it held us both in its vice grip.Hugo had me on my feet, my pants down, his pants down, and he. The pond was just to the east of City Hall and part of one of the city's larger parks. Normally, at this time of the morning, there would be dozens of walkers and joggers following the various paths that circled the water, but on this morning I could see only a couple of figures using the park. I slowed my walk toward the pond and looked down the path wondering why the park was so empty."There are a couple of old guys in the park's parking lot warning everyone that the union plans another of. After telling Alice what she had planned, Bambi then secreted herselfinto one of the rarely used dens of the mansion. There, she set up thecostume parts and the accessories. A vertical mirror was brought in, adressing table was put against one of the walls, and after two hourswork, she had her new lair in which she could base her nefariousactivities. A temporary Cat's Lair from which to work, until movinginto the real thing.Bambi then stripped out of the street clothes she'd put on the. “You might not want to be too loud. Someone might hear you.” I instantly shut my mouth and looked at the door. To my horror, it wasn’t locked. “John, the door isn’t…” I felt the head of his cock slide into me, cutting off what I was going to say. “Oh, God,” I moaned. My eyes closed as he pushed fully inside me. “Fuck, you are so tight. Your husband doesn’t fuck you like this, does he?” I shook my head, trying not to moan too loudly. I couldn’t let anyone hear me. John’s hands were gripping.