He cups her ass to regulate her thrusts, effectively calming her down. Rythern grunts and begins to give her long, hard strokes. He takes some of her ...uice with his fingers and begins to massage her backdoor. After a few minutes, he eases his middle finger into her ass and begins to slowly pump it back and forth. Natalya nearly screams with pleasure. Exhalation fills her body, pulsating all the way up and she finds herself suddenly convulsing as she comes with a hard orgasm.Rythern pulls out. ””“You must have left hours after me, how did you find me?”“I knew the route you’d have to take. I caught up to you yesterday. I stayed half a mile behind you so you wouldn‘t see me. I followed you to Walmart and parked across the street in the Target parking lot. I gather you slept in your vehicle too. This morning, I followed you but not very closely in case you spotted my car.”“What a clusterfuck this is. I am a married man with k**s and grandk**s. What am I going to do with you?”“You don’t. He pulled the two sides of the shirt to the sides. What greeted him was a white lacy bra. He reached for the clasp at the front of her bra, in between her little A-cups, unhooking it.Pushing her back down against the desk, he focused his kisses around the edge of her bra. Slowly he slid each cup out of the way, revealing a pair of dainty round breasts, each with a small pink bud at their peak. It occurred to Susan that despite still wearing practically every piece of her required school. “Hmm, I think you’re right. Anyway, I shouldn’t ask you to risk it. You’ve been very kind and helpful.” I turned to look at her and offered a smile. “I know there’s the Ski-lodge near here. Do you think they’ll have a room?”“Very doubtful.” She shook her head. “With the snowmobile races this weekend, the area is crowded. But you’re welcome to stay at my place.”“Really?”“Sure, you’re not a serial killer are you?” She turned her head and glared into my eyes. Then she laughed. ”Kidding, I’m just.