I sighed, managing to get one arm free to wrap around her. She wore plain black cotton shorts that fit snugly over her butt paired with a loos... grey t-shirt that was at least two sizes too big for her. I wasn't complaining. In fact I rather liked the view that the loose collar provided as she leaned over. My fingers had barely touched the skin of her back when she sat up." My turn Cam." She said. I raised an eyebrow at her" You fuck me? That's a change." I said. She gave me that smug. "She knows this because she's wearing a wrist watch, but even so, she asks me because it eats up seconds and eases her tension.I know Angie has told her things that she oughtn't about what happens to girls when we dispatch them, because girls do that, right? However much you tell them they shouldn't, they talk. And because of it Jane imagines herself being stripped, raped and then being taken across to the dispatching machine and fastened into it. She imagines the spit in her ass sliding. We’re going to make love as partners, shower, and then have the best meal their chefs can produce, with the choice of their wine cellar.’ We did. Whether it was relief that I could, or the inability to argue with Hazel, or the realisation that we would be living together, I don’t know. But our lovemaking was better than we had done for months. The meal was great too. We danced afterwards with several other couples whose husbands looked suspiciously docile. +++ On my first day back at work I. "Ughh, Michael I'm cumming for you baby, mmmmm FUCK ME HARDER!!"He drilled into me making my last moments amazing.. "Let me fuck you Mikey."I spun around and let him lay down before I kissed him and climbed on top of him. I straddled him before reaching down and guiding him to my entrance. I slowly slid down on his love stick when he grabbed me hips and started fucking me rapidly. I Felt my orgasm tear through me. My eyes rolled back and all I wanted was more. I wanted more. "Harder Mikey, Fuck.