I'll be right there." Gina hung up.Clint and Trisha had been the best friends of Eddie and Gina since the two couples had met two years before. The c...uples were of similar age and backgrounds. Lately they had not gotten together as a group though.Gina arrived less than ten minutes later. Clint opened the door when she rang the bell. She was wearing a loose fitting dress that nearly reached her ankles. She was constantly licking her lips and looking around, she had her arms crossed beneath her. And I wasn’t gentle about fucking her. Once thoroughly in, my thrusts immediately became fast, long, hard and deep.“Yes!” she repeated with each thrust.“I thought this was about me and Sarah. You and Charlie,” I managed to say, broken up by thrusts.She didn’t bother to answer. Just that affirmative word repeated, gasped. And a bit of a tight smirk.I kept fucking, aggressively abusing one nipple with fingers, and sucking the other nipple. She rubbed herself just as aggressively until she arched. Quivering a bit, on her hands and knees, watching him watch her as he told her his plans, his desires. She knew this was the end result of all they had been doing, and for her to give up her last privacy seemed obvious, though significant. She could feel her body react to his sexual threats, not by cringing away, but by filling with blood, engorging, preparing. She was never more sure of anything. Yes, she was young, but this was ... this was ... everything. She felt so completely at home with. He squeezed my hand and repeated how happy he was. The decision I had made with Tim was having positive effects on their sex life. Our day together was fairly mild. I cleaned up the kitchen, dad got some work done in his office. As I was finishing in the kitchen he came up behind me and pulled me to him, opened the robe and stroked my breasts and down to my pussy. He led me into the family room and we made love again. And it really was like making love. He was very tender and loving. It was.