I didn’t want him to say anything, apologise, or ask if it was ok or anything like that. I just wanted him to carry on. He was kneeling beside me no... on the grass, and I pulled him against me. I could feel my creamy naked breasts pressed against his chest. My hand stroked his back, moving down to his swim-shorts, slipping inside them and clasping his firm bum. He moaned now. I knew how I wanted this to end, but I had to keep going before either of us changed our minds. I got both of my hands on. I could feel his entire body trembling with pleasure. Impatiently, he reached for my hips and pulled me in. I slid my cock deeper up his rectum until my hilt no longer allowed me to continue. Then, slowly, I retrieved it. I leaned forward to lock lips with him as I continued slowly, but steadily, ramming his ass. Travis’ warmth and tightness felt wonderful. The kissing was mind-numbing. Our tongues danced wildly, rubbing each other like mating eels. We enjoyed sharing the flavors I. What a cunt. What a stupid, lying, ungrateful cunt. Since that first visit to her sister's three months ago she'd acted like her pussy was too good for him. He knew why. And she knew he knew why, and she rubbed it in his face by declaring practically every weekend that she would be visiting her sister again.Her "sister". Code for "a hot stud who fucks me better than you ever did". What a bitch. Divorce was right around the corner, he could feel it. And that would mean alimony, probably, unless. .I needed to demonstrate that I was incontrol of everything here. I couldn't afford any doubts to creep inthat would risk the cushy number I'd set up here. As I sat at my desk, Icrossed my legs, and could feel the coolness of the stockings on myshaved legs underneath my trousers. As I shifted in my seat, I couldfeel the ridges of lace against me as I pressed into the seat on in myfrilly lace panties. Things were starting to liven up in mypanties....but I couldnt think about that now. "Focus", I.