. I snuggled back against him keeping him deep inside me not wanting to relinquish him not yet... not ever! His hands found my breasts and cupped the... feeling and squeezing "Play with my nipples I like that" I heard myself say... OMG the old Geraldine would have never said that but then the old Geraldine was dead and I am Geri and I am now a woman! I felt more free then at any time in my life I felt complete made whole by this beautiful young man and his beautiful cock! As he played with my. A big drawback to the job was staying away all week, usually in the cheapest, nastiest hotels you can imagine, cooped up with three or four hairy arsed, snoring and farting workmates. A lot of our work involved night shift work, so the daytime hours were our own to do with as we wished. Suffice to say, once I awoke in the early afternoon from the previous night's work, the prospect of spending the day with the aforementioned company was less than appealing.One midsummer's day, we were based in. I rested there fully sheathed for a moment. I withdrew an inch or two, then pushed into her again. I started slowly, building momentum and enthusiasm. She grabbed my buttocks and established a quicker pace.We were humping and thrashing powerfully on the bed. In and out. Up and down. Her hips ground into the mattress. She came again. Her body arched and her hips urged me on. I quickened and deepened my strokes until I too climaxed.I moved off her as our breathing returned to normal. My hands. Buddy would be left in the tent – we didn’t want him getting in the way or hurt. This way, we could surround GRIMS and victory would be ours. In my head, the battle would be dramatic. Bloody. Epic. It had to make a good story, of course. Otherwise I wouldn’t be able to write about it when I became a rich-and-famous author (I just knew I would be the next JK Rowling. I had an idea for an epic series and everything). First, Jessie would get overexcited and try for the spotlight, and run ahead of.