“Mmmm… that’s nice,” she sighed. “I love having my butt stroked.”I slid my hand into the waist of her panties and start feeling around ins...de, caressing her bare ass cheeks for a while before delving down between her legs. This action pulls her panties down to her upper thighs, exposing her naked ass. In her bent-over position her pussy is also visible, nestled in a neat patch of soft, golden pubic hair.I slowly worked two fingers into her tight, slippery cunt and started finger-fucking her.. Darkness.Her orgasm ripped through her, his cock thrust all the way up inside her, he was holding her, pulling her back against him. One hand around her chest tweaking and teasing at her nipple and the other thrust down the front of her skirt strumming at her clit as she bucked and writhed against him. She could feel him flexing, pulling back just an inch at a time before thrusting back inside her. She bit at her hand where it was holding onto the pole in front of her face to stop herself from. You wonder again why you put up with this treatment from her. And again, you remind yourself that you put up with it because she's fucking hot, and you're lucky she even gave you a second glance, so for her to go out with you on a regular basis for the last six months is worth it. Or so you keep telling yourself. But it's starting to wear thin, all the same.The worst part of it is feeling the eyes of the other diners in the restaurant staring at you, or, alternatively, making a point of not. Three times she had been to bed with him. And three times, after they had made the most fantastic love she could ever have imagined, she had felt this same and unmistakeable feeling. There was no question about it......Steve had more passion, more tenderness, and more plain staying power than anyone else she had been with. Not that she had as much experience as some of her friends, but nevertheless, if she were to die tomorrow there would not be any debate as to whether her epitaph.