She was smart, cute, funny, quick witted, and, when she smiled (a smile that she favored me with frequently), both her face illuminated, and the surro...nding environment became so much brighter.We had taken a few more field trips together, including introducing her to the metropolitan park system. For some reason, she had not made them part of her summers, and, when I took her on my own picnic to one, at Sussex Lake, well, you would have thought I had shown her the walkway to paradise.After we. Her inner walls were grabbing at him and the friction was incredible. They were both panting and covered in sweat. She was moaning and saying his name and pleading with him. He was grunting and groaning and he felt his balls tighten."Are you ready?"He found a last burst of energy and he slammed into her over and over."Come for me, Kitten," he growled.She screamed and spasmed, her pussy walls tightening even more and sending him over the edge."OH FUCK!!!" he shouted as he burst inside her,. And I was hoping that you would make yourself come because I wanted to see it, and if I'm honest, if Jon hadn't pulled up just after I'd finished coming I think I would have walked in to the bathroom, took your cock in my hand and stroked it for you, making you come all over my tits."She felt Rich's cock tense in her hand and for a moment she thought he was about to come. She looked down, wanting, needing to see it happen. But he didn't come, instead a bead of clear pre-come appeared at the tip. And yet, she wasn’t quite sure why he had lost interest. What was wrong with her? Men still complimented her on her looks or her attire, even if they did not flirt. She was quite stylish. A bit of a trend-setter at work, where everyone dressed either like they were going to a Halloween party or like they were in drag. A bank was no place for people who wanted to live life. And she made no attempt to fit in. People at work depressed her. But she was full of life. Yes…she had no excuse to be.