He asks her bluntly "so, I think you were hoping to get caught weren't you?"She quickly replies "no, not at all, I don't do this kinda thing"He asks "...hat kinda thing? Get your phone from your car or something else?"His firmer tone and the image of him shirtless are making her more noticeably aroused, her nipples are firm and the flimsy tank top can no longer conceal them, her own hand rubbing the inside of her thighShe looks up at him though the open car window "what do you mean something. I grabbed my nipples and tugged at them harder as i screamed Brian's name. I begged for another finger as he made me cum again. Brian didn't seem to mind licking up all my cum, knowing that he wasn't getting of me until Sunday.Brian lifted me as he sat on our bed. I straddled him as I sat on his cock. We held each other close, kissed passionately as we made love to each other. Brian had stooped forward to suck my breasts, while I had my head leaning back and enjoying his kisses. I lifted. She reached down and under to feel my swollen balls and pulled them gently forward onto her clitoris, rubbing them against her, as my hands wereon her hips pulling her onto me, impailing her, trapping her, filling her...Her legs felt like they might buckle at any moment and she was off tip-toes and flat on her pretty little feet at the bottom of the pool, allowing her to push back and meet my thrusts, which became more urgent and forceful. I startedto thrust at her harder and quicker. feeling. He looked around and watched the last dog walker fade into the wooded part of the park. He had studied her face in passing, for weeks now, her full breasts bouncing in vest tops during the warmer days, inviting. He knew who she was, or who she pretended to be, on the site where he had found her. His cock twitched at the memory he savored of her, the first time he laid eyes on her. He knew then he wanted to taste her, lick her sunkissed skin, bury himself in the warm inviting folds between her.