But he was gentle with my breasts, always… except sometimes with the nipples… A finger entered, violated me, but no, I’d wanted this, and then h...s lips on mine, and I could not breathe. In the distance I heard a bell, calling to Mass, we would not be attending. He needed me here, now, hidden among the olive vines of the ancient orchard, in this blazing heat. We’d been apart for too long, they’d tried to keep us apart but he’d sworn they would never succeed, and my mouth moved frantically on. After attending to the tethered horses, the couple flicked their Akubras back over their shoulders – Trinity, who didn’t own one, was wearing one of Beth’s. They kissed, long and slowly and eventually began to fondle. ‘Let’s undress,’ she said. ‘Wow!’she said, unbuckling her jeans. Fenton was already out of his and had just dropped his underpants. ‘Do you like this spot? I’ve been here many times but never with a woman for this purpose.’ ‘What purpose is that?’ she asked, holding up her breasts. I felt his bulbus head spread me apart and bore it’s way in. His hard shaft was unrelenting as it propelled his mushroom all the way in, so that he was filling everything that was me. He felt out of this world because of the cold room that we were in. His cock felt hot, figuratively and literally. I could feel his heat under my dress and on my stomach. He was squeezing my whole body with every pump. This man was strong, and he was using me to fuck himself. I do not know if I was doing any of. . but somehow I didn't have the strength to move away from his fondling. "I think she's drunk," said the other guy at the table. "Hey... no touching," yelled the security guy as he pushed the guy's hand away. "Either buy a dance from her or..." Yeah..." the guy that had just fondled my butt said, "I will buy a dance."The security guard turned his attention to me. "I know you are stoned out of your mind. But unless you sober up real quick and give him a dance, I am going to have to report you to.