While I stopped my thrusts as I focussed on my own orgasm, the sensation of my coming was enough to tip Emma over the edge, climaxing with a repeat of...the stifled yell she emitted when I made her come the first time.As we both came down from our highs, I gripped Emma more tightly to me than I ever did before. I buried my head under her chin, kissing her upper chest as she breathed in and out deeply. I soon resumed fucking her pussy, now much more slowly and aware of the more slippery sensation. I ventured a little higher from her legs to the white button up shirt she was wearing. Each one popped apart under my skilled hands and I ran my fingers up her arms until the fabric fell away from her shoulders. That sexy black bra she’d sent me pictures of her wearing before covered her round delicate breasts and I reached out to cup them in my hands before undoing the clasp in the back. Feeling my hands rubbing the top of her chest she let out a small gasp that gave way to a subtle moan. She. We were strolling together, and Mom was nodding and greeting her colleagues as I smiled at their daughters.“There’s Bill’s dad. Let’s stop over and say hi.” He looked exactly like what I expected Bill to look like if he were in his early forties. He was six feet tall with a slightly receding hairline, just a touch of grey in his dark brown hair and that infectious smile. Bill’s dad had lost his wife to cancer about five years ago; as far as I knew, he had not formed any female attachments.I. Hoping she couldn't see that his eyes were open, he watched her as she stood by the sofa."I guess he's asleep," he heard her say as she pitched her purse down on the sofa.He watched as she stood swaying with the motion of the train. Then, she began to undress. Only able to see her silhouette, he could hear the rustle of material as she removed her clothes piece by piece. Finally, he watched her bend down and slip her panties off.All at once, he felt a tiny tingle of sexual excitement as he.