The sound of my bum slapping against him is loud, it only makes me thrust down harder. If I'm not careful I might break his dick. My orgasm starts and...has me screaming out his name. I keep thrusting through it until I feel he's cumming too. I slow my pace and allow him the final thrust that has him emptying into me. Exhausted, I tumble from the bike and lay on the grass. It's hard to catch my breath but slowly it returns. He's having just as tough a time breathing as I am. I sit up and look. The last run arrived and i was issuing ticket when Dee arrived a little worst for wear i waved her passed no ticket for you my lovely i said followed by a wink, she stood for a second and blew me a kiss, if only i though to myself Dee sat on the seat behind me as we set off. tonights the night i thought i am going to ask her if she would like to go out for the night at some time. I reached Dees stop pulled up and turned to see her off, dam i must have missed her and she didnt even say good. I’d happily eat only vegetables but here I just got on with what they gave me, and usually it was fine) and a cakey thing a bit like a flapjack (easy to make, keeps for ages, plenty of roughage. Ideal for a journey) I made my way to our tent, set a little way from the others as befitted our status. She wasn’t there.I wasn’t worried really, she would come in when the dark got too threatening for a teenage towny used to sleeping in a castle. I got into the bed of furs, which tickled a bit and was. M. blowjob was evidence of what I had been suspecting all along: Our sexual encounters were serving as tension-releasers for her.I was her Prozac on a stick. Maybe nothing more than that.Our relationship was, unfortunately, starting to mean a lot more than that, to me. If I could relieve some of Tess' tension, calm her nerves; if I could help to prepare her for battle, well, that was fine by me. I hoped I meant more to her than that, but, hey, was I complaining?Fuck, no! Is your job this good?.