Breaking the intimate silence, he began to speak in soft, low tones."This was our getaway, Margaret's and mine. The kids have never been up here."Smil...ng, I asked, "Just where is here? I didn't see any towns close by." It's all unincorporated, just farm land for the most part. We're quite a bit south of Indianapolis." After a short pause, he said, "Margaret is my ex; Corey is 12 and Lana is 10. We got a divorce five years back."I knew he might be apprehensive of a relationship, but five years. The furious invasion of fingers went from strumming across my pussy, to rapid penetration, back to strumming, my shocking wetness thrown everywhere.My free hand was on my breast, massaging myself, squeezing the soft flesh through my blouse and bra as my body returned to me. Two additional buttons of my blouse were open. Did I open them? Only one remaining button held the material straining across my heaving breasts as my body arched and twisted in the chair.My abused gash grew as sensitive as. ”“I don’t know if I can. Jackie is okay with me fucking you but to add another woman?”“Leave it to me. I’ll work on Jackie. I’d be very interested in tasting Carrie’s pussy.”“What’s with you? Do you want to have sex with every woman I know?”“Maybe,” she smiled.“Then do I know the perfect woman for you. You’ve met the woman I camera for at work, Claudia Davenport, she’s totally bisexual. She’s one of the women who was abducted with me and then rescued.”“I’ve heard about her and the others. I. They were sheer and delicate, something I would have never bought for myself. He pulled me to kneel between his legs quickly lifting my hands together atop his knee. Eyes are the window to your soul I'm told, but his eyes told nothing of what he had in mind. Almost blank was his stare but the intensity of it caused me to draw in a quick breath. “Climb up kitten..get on the bed”. His voice a force to be reckoned with. I've heard it on the other end of the telephone. There was no mistaken.