I went over and gave her a careful kiss that wouldn't smear her make-up. "Go get 'em, girl," I said softly."You too, darling," she told me. She alread... knew my dislike for the more traditional wish. And we just stood there holding hands through the usual opening-night delays. Mario walked past us and bumped fists with me and blew a kiss at Camilla, the bass singing Angelotti took his place for his entrance, the buffo doing the Sacristan lined up behind him, we heard the silence as the house. We started kissing, fondling boobs and jumping all together. She was pushing her hips below me to meet my rhythm of push and pull. We kept push and pull action in missionary position for some time. And she pushed me back and came on top and started fucking me vigorously. We both were panting and moaning loudly. Push pull-push pull..Push-pull..Push pull..Push pull..Push pull..Push pull..Push pull..Push pull..Push pull..Push pull..Push pull..Push pull..Push pull..Push pull..Push pull..Push. She then hooked her thumbs under the lining of her plain white bottoms, and tugged them down to her ankles. ‘I never get tired of seeing that plump derrière of yours, Betty. You know what I realized it looks like? It looks like an outsize peach, it does. A nice, big, juicy, clingstone…’ ‘Please, let’s just get on with this,’ Betty interrupted, chagrinned by Eugenia’s obsession with that part of her anatomy. She couldn’t fathom what made that girl so profoundly vulgar. She turned again to look. Deliberately frustrating him just as he was close to coming. He started begging her to let him come, but she kept stopping just before he got there. She loved it; teasing him like that, I mean; and I found that incredibly erotic. It made me wet! But, eventually, my friend let her boyfriend come---and when he did, he just exploded! I mean, it was so intense! He shot his load like a geyser. Straight up into the air! It was amazing.Anyway, later on, I did the same thing to a guy that liked me. He.