When we separated, we both stared at each other, smiled and kissed again.I grabbed her hand and led her back to my bedroom. I sat down on the edge of ...y bed and she stood between my legs. We made out as I unbuttoned her blouse and then unzipped and slipped her skirt off. I admired her body as she put her hair up into a pony. We made out again as I reached behind her and undid her bra. Her body was incredible. I picked her up and leaned back on the bed as she collapsed on top of me.Over the next. I could see from her movements and the way she panted through her knicker filled mouth that she was close. I reckoned a few more strikes would do it and she would be overwhelmed with pleasure. I waited for her to respond; Sarah always let me know when the time was right. I could see her nearing that time. My hand spanked her like a metronome. Not letting up, not for one minute. My own cock was straining like mad. I really wanted to push her off me, tear my cock from its confinement and fuck it. We do our bit to keep it going – loads of sexting and cyber sessions, raunchy pictures, and voice notes. But this piece is not on the regular, it is on how we continue to surprise ourselves by the craziness even after four years.We met in a third location (country) after seven months of separation and I remember, we had a long one hour drive from the airport to the hotel. Now this country is a little conservative and we couldn’t really kiss in the taxi so we contained our emotions and just held. As soon as she got a few seats in front of us, I placed my hand on the back of Emma's head and slowly pushed her down on my cock. She began to silently gag as my cock went deeper and deeper into her mouth and throat until it finally completely disappeared between her lips. I moved her hair a bit to cover her face and exposed tits and then leaned back in my seat just as the teacher passed our seat. She looked at Emma and smiled at me."Looks like everyone is tired from today." She said. "Do you.