I pulled her down and held her tight to kiss her, and she began grinding her pussy against me, my hardness deep inside her.“God, I love your cock, I...love it.” she gasped.We lay like that for a long time, kissing, my cock buried inside her, her ass moving and grinding on me.I rolled over and positioned her under me. She placed her hands just under her knees and gently lifted her legs back and open, spreading her pussy wide for me. I placed the head of my cock lightly against the lips of her. I rubbed her soft foot in my hand by smearing my juices all over and then let it go. I was breathing heavily due to this sudden and discreet orgasm. But successfully maintained my gestures.Later my husband dropped a bomb during his conversation. He stated that he might be going out of town for a few weeks after the coming weekend. That was some news for me, my mother-in-law and for my sister-in-law. We looked into each other’s faces.We dispersed after breakfast. I came upstairs into my bedroom. You look at me as if I plan another licking and fucking session. A look of surprise, disbelief and total respect, could this Englishman really be ready again? I interpret your look perfectly and laugh. This is not only an erotic day to be filled with as much touching and fucking as we can fit in, but also a day of laughter and naughtiness. "Alas no, my sweet, we have to eat as well, and you'll love the tea room." You now show a face of mock disappointment. I tell you, "don't worry, I'm not. I'd hate to think of you as just another bullshit merchant, talking the talk right up to the point that serious money enters the equation."She paused and I began to interject - something self effacing, lovably modest, you know the score - but she went on, resignedly. "I've been working with you for a week now and in that time you haven't patted my bum, stared at my tits or even developed sudden deafness when I made a suggestion. Ten years at PCW and that is one hell of a breath of fresh air,.