He groaned and arched his back slightly, giving her a few more centimeters to a depth that seemed immeasurable. She was looking down at him through ha...f closed eyes, their pleasure like a wave they were surfing together, and he reached for her hands, holding tightly. ‘Do you really see God?’ he asked hoarsely, his breath coming fast. She nodded, her lips parted, she smiled slightly, squeezing his hands in response. ‘What does he look like?’ The question was serious now, not teasing her, his. She prolonged her searching for as long as she could then stood up. She was about to smooth her dress down to make sure that as much of her as possible was covered when she heard,“Cora, would you come in here for a minute?”Cora turned, looked at Mr. Hope then started walking towards him. It was only when she was in front of his desk that she realised that her dress hadn’t fallen back into it’s proper place and that Mr. Hope could probably see her slit and clit which felt like it had come out to. She picked up where she had stopped to open the door, stirring the risotto she was going to serve for dinner. He put his arms around her from behind and kissed her neck. “I’ve missed you,” he whispered, and she threw her head back and smiled. Then he put one hand on her right thigh, and slowly moved upwards, under her dress, noticing to his surprise that she was completely naked underneath. “Wow, you are basically cooking naked!” he said. “Well, I expected you, so…,” she replied. He moved. Which I sure was. I gave her, her coffee as she sat on the couch, her landing strip still exposed while I was still butt naked in front of her. We chatted while enjoying our coffee and I asked jen what I'd should wear for the horse ride. She'd suggested tracksuit pants, which I had packed in, a good bra, a top and tackies. We finished our coffee, I then went to shower while she made us brunch. After eating we got dressed and walked up to the main house to say hello to her aunt, we went past the.