Inside us.I know we can't stay very long. So I just close my eyes and hold you a little tighter, wanting each second here to here to carve itself into...my being. I listen to the wind blowing, swaying branches in a hesitant dance. I know that winter air still seeps through places in the car that can never be entirely sealed off. But I only feel your warmth. The tapping against your chest,soft rhythms that can lull me into sleep. Something in me almost cracks then, so strong that I almost expect. They were smooth and slender. They weren't thick andmuscular from the many errands I ran around town. Each one was coveredin some smooth silk stockings. I couldn't imagine where they came from.My clothes weren't what they used to be. My long shirt lost its sleevesand somehow I felt like there was a short dress on me. As my handstraveled up my taut waist, it felt ticklish. I could still feel howsmooth my skin was even under the dress. I poked my belly button with myfingers. I let out a soft. Claire new what was going on and she eased her hand under the table and put it on Olivia's leg and slowly eased it up lift the her skirt until she got to the very wet panties that Olivia's hand was trying to cover.Olivia was still shaking slightly and sweating and she almost wanted Claire to make her cum right there and she found herself letting her hand move out of Claire way and Claire did not waist the opportunity and quickly moved her hand up until she could feel Olivia's panties against. " I moan softly as I feel you enter my ass, my last stronghold and my gift to you this night. The feeling of you behind me is more wonderful that I could have imagined. You press in further, encouraged by my moaning. Once you get all the way in you start pounding me hard. I try to squirm but am tied to tightly and have but half inch slack on either side. I plead with you to be gentle, but that only makes you take me harder and longer . As I get used to your size, though, my pleading for.