We passed the last house around 10 miles back (if you couldcall it a house; a ramshackle croft turned holiday cottage, waiting out thelonely months ti...l the life spark returned). We had seen no signs of life otherthan a few small herds of bedraggled goats, sheltering behind crags. We peered ahead into the gloom as the car slowed. The waxing demon moon wasjust starting to show her face, the faint red glow felt eerily appropriatefor the night we had planned ahead. I made a swift study of Col's. Fuck me, John, fuck me." Marina leaned forward, stretching her legs down along me, pulling me deeper, and deeper inside her. My cock stretched her, spreading her open, her soft hot wet pussy sucking my cock. My cock buried inside her, Marina leaned down close to my ear, and hotly whispered, " Oh god, John, would you, would you like to, fuck my ass, John?" I ran my fingers through her hair, pulling her mouth to mine. Marina started cumming as her tongue played with my tongue, our breathing. ..." He gawked. Up till then he'd only seen me in jeans and t-shirts.... Well that and naked."Don't drool." I teased."You're making me want desert before dinner." "Well you sir will have to wait, I'm starving." "Let's eat up then shall we." The shrimp Alfredo he'd prepared was delicious. We ate in silence at first.He spoke up breaking the silence. "I was worried I'd never get you back here." You were well aware I was married from the start." I reminded him."And where's your husband now? Does he. When it came to the fairer sex, he had about as much ability to resist their charms as a drunk could resist a hearty draw from a pitcher of ale.“You wanted Isabelle, I could feel it,” she continued. “But you were too much of a gentleman to act on your desires. You don’t have to hide your feelings anymore, you can set them loose. The more unrestrained, the better...”She paused above his belt as if waiting for his permission to slide lower, batting her long lashes at him expectantly. Gods, she.