"It's been a long time since we've seen you around here. How have you been?" I've been fine, Mrs. McCreary," Josh replied, smiling easily at Becky's a...ways friendly mother. "Is your husband home?" Yes, Becky told us to expect you. He's waiting for you in his den," she explained, welcoming him into the house. "Can I get you something to drink?" No, thank you," he responded nervously. "I'm in a bit of a rush and really can't spend a lot of time." Very well... , uh, may I ask what this regards?". The gazebo lit up from a lightning strike; his kiss sucked on her clitoris before the thunder reached them. His hands were again on her breasts, teasing her nipples.His tongue was loving her center. Wind was dusting them with raindrops. Thunder was rolling overhead. Lightning struck again. His kiss struck. Her climax struck.For what seemed like an hour, the storm was all within her. Then her feet were back on the ground. She was held in his encircling arms. The sounds of the thunder was less,. She couldn't look away from his intense gaze. His eyes glowed red and pierced to her soul. Phoebe felt him messing with her head and she knew that he was siezing her mind.She wanted to run but she couldn't move or talk. Phoebe was glued to the spot."Come to me." he said and Phoebe felt compelled to obey him. Trent stood and she walked to him. Then he sat back down and studied her. "Please let me go." she pleaded but she already knew his answer."Let's see what you've got," he said. "Take off. S: Yes, Sona. Kiss me and take me in your arms. I want you to gently hold my breast and massage it softly.These conversations used to go on for hours and we used to have sex multiple times. Even while at work we used to text each other. If we could spare some time dash to a nearby corner and shower each other with our lustful dialogues.Trust me when I say these sessions used to be very intense. I had to masturbate to relieve the tension within me. She too used to bring herself to orgasm by.