” “I don’t care, make love to me Harry, take me,” she moaned and he gave a little thrust and was in her. :Oh oh, that’s it, oh, yes, you are...in and feel so good darling. Oh its better than I imagined. Make love to me Harry and don’t worry, I have been taking the pill.” He started a very slow and rhythmic pace pushing and pulling his cock in and out and her breath came in shorter gasps. He was certain she would cum soon and wanted her to feel it all once. He pushed harder and was buried balls. "Okay, listen, Emily's playing one of her games and I want to mess with her... and there's something sexy I'd like to try- it's actually one of my favorite fantasies. Are you game?" "Sure. Are you going to fill me in?" "It will be more fun if I don't. Trust me?" Jason grinned. "I barely know you." Rebecca smiled back at him sweetly. "You know me enough." Jason tried for a poker face as Emily came back into the room. "Nice try," she said as she sat. "You'd better have a damn good story for. ‘I wish you could see it in the summer… we could take an open top bus along the sides of the cliff… descend to the beach by chairlift… have a boat trip around the lighthouse. It is truly spectacular.’ I am talking as though I am in love – I care not… * * * Pavane pour une Infante Défunte: Ravel. She does not strike me hard with the cane yet each stroke stings and then the pain begins to blur and dull… it is a long time since I have experienced this… I yearn for more but then I begin to cry,. I won’t go into the details but, for some reason, I agreed. It was sort of a way to bond with my daughter, who was getting older and soon we might not have many chances to do things together. We entered the club and I was glad to see that it was pretty dark and crowded. I didn’t want to stand out but thought that I would just sit down and nobody would notice this “old lady” dressed like a young girl. Jennie and I took a booth in a corner. We chatted some and then this guy came.