. I don't know what. He thought we were serious and I just kept waiting for him to get tired of me and say goodbye. My parents. God! My dad would have...a fit if he ever found out about this. He'd yank me out of college so quick I'd need a chiropractor. I was betraying everyone, or so it seemed, and the guy wasn't even my boyfriend. Brandon was just a guy I had sex with. Good sex. Great sex. The best sex of my life. Why was that bad?I couldn't let Karen find out.That thought hit me like a brick. The material felt cool against her skin, almost revitalising. She giggled softly to feel her nipples already standing erect against the silk. It was obvious that her body was lustfully awaiting the feel of those muscular masculine hands all over it. Even her pussy was beginning to dampen at the thought of it – god, it was kicking off early today! Shaking herself and feeling the rumble of a hungry stomach over an equally hungry pussy, Lianne headed downstairs towards the kitchen. It all felt. ''David,' I said returning the smile; already learning that every woman looks a thousand times better with a genuine smile on her face.'I think the knee has enough cream on it by now don't you?' she then asked.Aware that I was still rubbing around her knee I abruptly pulled my hand away, 'I'm sorry,' I said before adding a little sheepishly, 'I wasn't really aware what I was doing.'She laughed for the first time since we'd met and said, 'You mean you were enjoying it too much?'Blushing I. Anything to get myself to an orgasm. It was one a Saturday night I stumbled on a site with women having sex with animals. Being humped by dogs mainly but also using huge horse cocks to get off. I was fascinated. Of course, while imagining myself doing it I had no idea what was involved and how to go about it. It remained a fantasy.Summer came and I started to work around in the park after dinner. The track was a couple of kilometres part of which passed through a wooded area. I was always.