Closer. Her legs were able to move and snaked up to wrap around him helping to pull him closer. He fucked her hard and deep in quick thrusts. She res...onded pushing her hips to meet his forward thrusts. Groans and cries escaping her between kisses. They were both moaning, and she cried out “Yes” as he quickened his hips feeling the pressure build and knew he would cum soon. With one last hard deep thrust he shot his load deep into to her cunt and she cried out pushing her whole body into him. "So, I don't intimidate you?" Oh, you're a handful, that's for sure." Thinking back I could probably have phrased that differently. She was firmly holding my hand and with my arm around her it was effectively pinned to the bed. With a deft movement she placed my hand on her breast and there was nothing I could do about it. Did I mention she was larger than average? Large, firm, soft ... Anyway, you get the picture."Ack!" I'm just full of pithy comments. What was I supposed to do now? I had one. “Your address?”“Mew?”Officer Fredrickson sighed. This woman must be crazy! he thought. She had been seen walking around outside, buck naked, on all fours. When the squad car had pulled up she had run, quite fast considering, but the officers eventually managed to capture her. Now she was dressed in a spare set of coveralls the police had provided but she was still pretending she was a cat. No name, no ID, and no talking! She was even sitting in her chair like a cat, with her feet on either side. Anyhow, the guys took every opportunity to disrespect my lovely new waistcoat for the rest of the day. They expected some reaction but got none. I love that waistcoat, it's like a second skin (and fits a lot better nowadays), there was nothing they could say to upset me.* * *The next day was pretty much the same. The others complained about the beds, personally I had never slept better, the dig was still flooded and we went shopping again, this time Selfridges on Oxford.