..I can't......it's too thick" she whispered in his ear. "Don't worry Jess, it gets better....and soon you'll be moaning like a good little whore."He ...asn't wrong, but it took a few very painful minutes before her ass was comfortably taking him inside her. She wrapped her legs as tight as she could around him, as he used his strong arms to lift her up and down on his cock. After a while of fucking like this, she felt amazing, not only from the cock inside her but because she felt truly like a. ." He makes as if he is going to leave me, needingly, alone. I grasp both his hands, crossing my arms against my torso. Glancing over my shoulder at him, I glare at with only my eyes - my lips can't seem to wash away the smirk living there. He looks at me, innocently enough, as he asks.."Yes?" "If you move another inch...", and of course he does. I turn in his arms, releasing his hands. They, however, don't stray from my hips but grip them tighter. He kisses me, deeply, and I forget how that. I thought of the moment earlier when we were together in thebedroom in our bras and knickers, when I had come so close to kissing herlips.When the ladies had had enough to eat, we moved to more comfortableseating in the lounge. Alice and Mary sat on a settee next to each other,while our mother-in-law sat in an armchair next to the settee. Geraldineand I sat opposite to the ladies on another settee. Again, we took it inturns to refresh the drinks for the ladies. As I watched Geraldine Ithought. Opening the door and jumping out, I approached her, a broad smile on my face. "Ms. Monroe," I asked."Mr. Scouries, the famous author and computer expert I presume?" she replied, grinning. After giving me the once over she said, "Hmmm, Rod certainly didn't lie when he described you." Is that good or bad?" I asked as I took her hand and gave her a quick European kiss on her cheek."Oh, I'm pretty sure that it's going to be good," she answered smiling, giving my hand an extra squeeze before.