I bury my forefinger of my right hand deep inside between the petals of your lovely flower. You are so moist and warm. I bury this finger deep and e...en deeper and your knees buckle and you suddenly take a dip in your stance. You must be getting even more excited as I penetrate you using my finger. I cup your breast with my left hand and massage your firm breast and I hear your breathing begin to take on a series of short panting. I pinch your nipple lightly and your head again looks upward. Myself, I’m honest enough to admit, would have been among them. With a tattered cloth tied into a script, a broken sword scavenged from the rubble, clothes I looted from the dead, and a single loaf of black bread I left that burning city of my captivity. ‘Can’t say I didn’t look back.’ No, oh no. I looked back. Looked back and smiled to see those high towers topple, the golden domes falling to shatter upon scorched paving stones. Smiled to see the black, oily smoke rising from the corpse pile. I started to pump her from below.She adjusted the position as she sat firmly on her feet, resting her hands behind. It allowed me to drill her tight and hard. She kept both her hands behind as she raised her body. Her sweating body, intense moaning, her eyes closed boobs jumping from one end to the other. It was such a wonderful feeling.I kept pumping her from below in steady strokes. She kept her hands on my chest and started to moan as she again took control. She began to move her ass wildly.. Sara was a single mum her boyfriend walked out on her. when she was pregnant. Thinking it was to late to come clean. I made up a story. I said i was divorced and single, i must have given them a bit of a sob story as they asked me back to theirs.Back in sara kitchen the girls got a bottle of wine out and poured me a glass. "Do you mind if we ask you a question shaun?" said tammy "have you seen anyway since you got divorced?" No, not at all," I replied. "l'm easing my way back in." Tammy and.