I'm gonna watch you get fucked next week. No I'm not I said but secretly liking the thought as I like it when she fingers my arse.So it's a week later...and just had a shower ready to go out but instead of putting boxers on I put a pair of Donna's frilly knickers on which I did quite often. The feel of them make me feel sexy and horny. Donna informs me she going to meet friends and will see me later that night, that was fine by me. So I'm ready and walking down the canal quite tipsy from the. Where did you sit the first day of school?" With Derek and them of course. Lol I know what you're wondering. Yes, Sophie, I sat at the popular table." Score!" I typed and yelped as Kaitlin came in. "Sorry guys," we laughed, and I went back to Leo."That's great!" Thanks. It's good. I guess the football requires it instead of the squad this year." Yeah." So what have you been up to?" Not a whole lot, just getting back into the swing of speaking French all the time." Lol, sounds good. We miss. Ned gaze upon her body only fanned the flames of her desire as he took in every facet of her form. As the sun dried the water on her skin, fresh moisture pooled between her legs and she slowly walked over to where Ned was waiting for her. She knelt before him, shaking with nerves and anticipation. ‘Are you sure?’ he asked seriously as he reached out and wiped away a stray drop of water that lingered tantalisingly on the swell of her breast. She thought about it as the sun beat down. Jill and my lifestyle developing in a permanent version of the five-week road trip that had cemented their deep love for each other.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Over the next week, I tried to push this terrifying thought out of my head. Each and every day was torture. Wondering whether Jill would come home from the office, or whether I might get a ‘Dear John’ call, text or email.But as the week progressed things got easier, with each night that Jill did indeed return home and.