“Can we go for a walk? I’m not ready to handle the shit and heaviness of the mausoleum yet” she pleaded. I thought it was a great idea, and head...d for that urban oasis of calm in the middle of a sea of turmoil. As its peace and serenity wrapped around us, we started by walking hand in hand, but were soon holding each other around the waist, our time together isolating all the cares that the rest of the world might create. I lost track of time and distance, and there’s a good chance that we. “Mmmmmm, yesssssssssss!” She whimpers as her climax approaches. My mouth stays locked onto her pussy as my fingers continue to work their magic inside the tight canal of her pussy with my tongue against her clit driving her relentlessly onward. Suddenly her body tenses and she screams out. “Yesssss! Fuck! Oh…….fuck…….yes! That's it!” I can feel the walls of her pussy contract gripping my fingers tightly inside. My tongue continues to tease her clit, keeping her just below boiling point, not. He smiled, but I could tell he was struggling. His cock still strained against my leg; I turned around in his lap, so my tits were in his face. “It wasn’t too bad, or at least, I don’t think I’ll give fuck in a minute.” Greg laughed and grabbed my hips, pulling me down onto his dick. He swirled me in a circle and my aching clit rubbed against his jeans.Lust took control. I turned my head to look directly into his eyes and moaned, “fuck me.”That was all he needed.“God, I love you,” he grunted as. I unzipped your skirt and gently lifting your bottom of the quilt eased it down and past your legs. Then I unfastened your blouse and that to was soon draped over the chair. I knew you had worn stockings for me, as that your standards in underwear would be as high as they ever were. Black boy shorts and a matching bra, all of which needed to be removed. I did however, for my own pleasure leave your hold ups in place. Then easing you into the centre of the bed, I placed one handcuff round your.