She’s a fighter, pushing against me and trying to escape, but soon starts to slow down her movements considerably. Lindsay is starting to let go as ...er upper body rests on the dumpster, not having the strength to resist her attacker due to lack of air and blood-flow to her brain.As I enjoy her sensation against me, she suddenly groans loudly and begins spasming wildly. As this happens, I feel increasing wetness against my crotch. Her bowels release gas and bladder empties, soaking her. Poor. Her figure is statuesque and athletic, she has a wide rib cage presenting two fulsome breasts that make you catch your breath with their inviting shapeliness. Her long legs are perfectly even and flow from smoothly rounded buttocks to neatly defined ankles and sturdy feet. When she strides confidently down the street, heads turn. One lazy Sunday afternoon last August she was leaning against the open window of the kitchen and looking into the garden whilst I was finishing off the washing up from. He then stops pulls his cock out of me, slaps my butt twice and then pushes his fully erect cock in to my ass. I am ready for this, it is the usual finale to this marvelous act and yet as always I tense up a little. His slaps help me relax until we both feel my orgasm build. On the next stroke he gets rougher and then with each following stroke begins to build towards our mutual release. My body begins to twitch as my orgasm builds. Finally I cum and the muscles surrounding his cock contract. She rolled onto her back, turned to me and slowly said: “well, I mean like we’re not brother and sister, but maybe just two people on a date or a romantic getaway.” Before I could respond, she leaned her face into mine and gave me a short, soft kiss on the lips, then pulled back and gazed into my eyes once more.Sweat formed on my brow and I asked “are you saying what I think you’re saying? Do you want this to be a date, a romantic date?”“Yes ” she said breathlessly and gave me a weak smile.