So we chatted for awhile. Then he said he was glad I texted him, because he was thinking of me and wondered how I was doing. By then I couldn’t take...it any more and said, “I texted you 'cause I wanted sex.” My God was he excited, he nearly jumped on me. So I jumped up and went to his room. That was the fastest I got undressed; I just left everything in a heap on the floor. Paul also was ready when I got onto the bed, he was on top of me in no time, and ready. He knew what I wanted. No foreplay. They had fucked like crazed, rutting animals, over and over again, taking each other to the limit, their bodies flailed and scalded by fierce spasm after spasm of sexual rapture. Only a few times, mainly with Karen, had Laura ever exceeded the limits this way. It almost scared her, though the memory of it made her throb excitedly days later.For another thing, she still had scratch marks on her shoulder, her back, her midriff, and suck-welts around her nipples where Camille had gone overboard.. "Come on," he said, reaching for her hand. "Let's go inside." Don't rush me," she said, watching his penis move. "I've never gotten a close look at one of those before ... not a real one, anyway." We're standing in the middle of the patio," he pointed out."And you said nobody could see us," she said in return."OK," he said, realizing this wasn't going to be like anything he had ever done before. His ex-wife would have nothing to do with skinny-dipping, or wandering around the house naked,. Jill ignored her flailing arms and even allowed mum's fists to rain blows on her back as she heaved her to her feet,"Come on Polly, don't fight me darling, please, come to bed with me, I want you Polly, I need your mouth on my cunt"Mum giggled and allowed herself to be led into the bedroom,"See, I don't need you, Mr fucking big business man, I've got my woman, I've got my own little slut haven't I Jill?" Yes darling, of course you have" Jill said quietly and slapped her hard on the side of her.