We crossed the street and resumed our walk. I started to think to myself where would could go for more privacy. I had been staying with James and Ch...is in a studio apartment we “crashed” in with some people Chris had met while filming. There really was a room shortage here. Suddenly, I got an idea.“Come with me.” I say to Linda.We walk to an alleyway where the Ford station wagon is parked. The car is backed in, the front of the car facing the street. I pull my set of keys out of my pocket. When Elizabeth gets hot, she is not the quietest of lovers! Not that I have any complaints. I love this woman. I'm truly blessed to have such an uninhibited lover. I remove my finger, shuffle up the bed, and position the tip of my very hard erection between her labia. I move slightly, coating my knob with her copious cream. However, I deliberately refrain from entering properly. I move backwards in time with Lizzy's thrust, foiling her attempt to initiate matters. I continue with little teasing. She took another ragged breath, slowly making circles around her clit. “Well, you could just listen while I have fun.” If he was hear, she would have winked at him. She moaned into the receiver. Again and again. “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!”His breathing was uneven like hers. It turned her on more. She could imagine him breathing like that while he took her virginity.“I’m so wet, baby,” she moaned. “So wet for you.”“Ah, fuck.” Low. Seductive. “Do you know how badly I want to stroke my cock right. She waited for the first stroke, the scream of the birch, very aware of how badly it would hurt her.Oh Jesus. Oh fuck.It didn't come yet; not yet.She felt herself shaking and she could hear the terror of her heartbeat.She could hear Daniel picking up a birch and then practicing, swishing it several times. She was blind. She couldn't see him, but she could hear. She could hear the birch. She could hear its swish, and he could see her. He could see. He could see her spread open pussy vulnerable.