Walking back, he hit the wall. Pinning her arms to the side of her head, he pulled out then thrust in, hard. ‘Oh…Alex…’ she said as her head f...ll back against the wall. She tightened her legs around him, her heels digging into his ass. She tried to pull her arms away from the wall but he wouldn’t allow it. Thrusting inside her, he bent his head to take a nipple in his mouth. He felt her shudder and heard her cry out but he didn’t stop, he let go of her arms only to pin them again, but this time. That´s why I´ve decided to open a new mail account, a secret one, for I´m married and I don´t wish to be caught by my husband, and write a real one based on what happened to me recently. To begin with, I´m married and I´m living in Mexico City. I´m 25 now, 1.55 tall, slim. My body isn´t a gorgeous one, but my buttocks are really big, this is out of question. I have straight, long hair. My hubby loves seeing me with my cloths very stick to my body. That´s why he keeps on buying panties for. “I want it too,” Yoko turned to me. “What do you mean?” I asked. “Those aren’t couples.” She pointed at the people fucking right in front of us. “These people are here just to have sex. They don’t know each other.” “Okay…,” I said, not sure what she was trying to get at. “People just come here to have sex, nothing more. They don’t know each other and won’t know each other afterwards,” Yoko said. “Do you mean you want to?” I asked. “What is that saying Americans have? What happens in. .. the four tipis were still up ... although one of them had a note pinned to the door.“For Sale?” Call Jo at 6o7-2929. Eaton’s Ranch.“Jo?”“Karen Post.”“You left a note pinned to one of my tipis.”“Yes.”“Make me an offer.”“Fifteen hundred? Yes ma’am. For that I’ll deliver. Eaton’s Ranch?”I took the pinned one down, loaded it on the Dodge and took off. Wolf Creek south to Soldier Creek west to the Wye with Beckton Road. Beckton sorta south to the Tee with Eaton’s Ranch Road. Turn right. Half way.