Katrina … Kat. A vision of her glorious arse swam into my mind.“Ah, gotcha, how are you,” I rather inanely said, hoping this conversation would...become a bit clearer.“I’m travelling and will be in your area for a week – can we meet? Unfinished business, you might say.”Forcing myself to put my thoughts to one side for the time being and focus on being polite, I quickly asked where she was staying. “You can always sleep here if you like,” I added, just in time.“Great, thank you, I’m on my way. Closing her eyes, she thought of how much she loved him.'Davy can you hear me?' she thought as she rubbed her hand on his leg.'Yes love, I can hear you.''Good. I love you, and I feel so safe in your arms or when I am with you.''I will do my best to keep you safe my love. I just don't know what we are going to do.''As long as we are together, we will survive.'Davy set his hand on Cindy's shoulder and gently squeezed it. 'Yes we will survive, and have kids and grow old together.'Cindy smiled at. She bit her lower lip, then whispered in a strained voice, “You can be rougher, baby. I don’t mind.” I gripped her tits, using them for leverage as I thrust harder into her. As I squeezed them, mother’s hips started coming off the table, bouncing up into me in the same hot manner she had done for Walter.“Are you going to cum for me too, mother? Are you gonna soak my nuts with your cum, woman? They’re already wet, you know. Your wet pussy has already soaked my nuts. When we’re done, i’ll let you. The best part of our sex was watersports, I'd seen alot of it on the web but she was the first to turn fantasy into reality. She gave me a copy of a dvd she had, full of women pissing on guys and vice versa, and we used to swap video clips we'd found online. One clip she gave me had a background story to it that blew my already confirmed twisted and very perverted mind. Mary told me that this one clip was a particular favourite of her 14 yeal old son Jamie. Did I hear that correctly? Was this.