You made a complete mess all over my tits. God! Thinking about that night is making me so horny," she was practically moaning on the phone now."I saw ...ow you snuggled up facing him as he was lying exhausted on the bed, running your hands all over his chest. You naughty bitch, you wanted to make me watch you fucking him didn't you?"I could hear the slight gasp in her voice. She was a prim and proper suburban mom and talking dirty was still new to her -- but she had told me she loved it when I. Without a thought, I grabbed my coat and boots and followed her tracks. She wasn’t moving that fast, but I still caught up with her just before she reached the ravine. She gave no sign she heard me huffing and puffing behind her. She stopped at the edge and just stood there.I felt kind of silly, I mean I followed her out here for no real reason. It’s not like she looked crazy or anything. We’ve had people go over the cliff before, usually accidental, or at least the police and ranger reports. My skin tingled as I brushed my fingers over his territorial mark. I felt the blood racing through my veins, invigorated by the thought of how he had claimed me as his own. I knew my body was now littered with bite marks and bruises from being held so tightly it hurt.He appeared behind me, smirk ever-present on his face as his fingers traced the pattern he had left on my curves. He whispered "You're mine now." Lightly in my ear, followed by a chaste kiss on my neck, sealing the statement into. 'God that feels good,' she whispers as she turns away. She bends over a little and continues. Her ass stings as she brings the brush down more and more. A familiar wetness has returned between her legs. Not one to wait she removes her bra and steps into the shower ready for release. The hot water cascades down her curves warming her up and relieving her stress. She begins to wash, the delicious smell of soap filling the room. Her hands explore her own body caressing her breasts, down her.