A little disappointed seeing him go.--------Steph moaned, the cock sliding into her. He turned her neck to the side to kiss it, his body to hers as cl...se as one can get to another. "Yessss..." she groaned, his thrusts getting harder and each one hitting just the right spot.He nodded, his pace getting faster. Steph nodded as he pulled back letting her up. She fell to her knees waiting for his load. It was warm, her body soaked. She moaned...And woke up in the hottub. The tub was still heating,. And it changed my life.”“Ten years ago.”“Over a dozen. Time flies.”“‘Tempus edax rerum‘ is what Ovid wrote in Metamorphoses [xv: 234]. ‘Time destroys all.’ Did you ever see Golding’s translation?”“What?”“Arthur Golding. A pre-Shakespearean poet. Pound wrote that his Ovid was the most beautiful book in the language. Anyway, it’s still in print. Nearly 450 years old. Golding, near the beginning of the last book, says ‘Our bodies also ay / Doo alter still from tyme to tyme, and never stand at. I finished my dinner and off I went.It was raining quite heavily when I arrived. I got my tool bag and a new socket from my van then while holding my jacket over my head ran to the communal door. Rang on flat 12s bell. The door buzzed immediately as to let me in, pushed open the door walked in nearly gagged with the smell of urine, shity nappies and rotting rubbish. Whilst dodging bikes and push chairs, made my way up the stairs to the second floor, tapped on a blue door with a white badly hand. Then I felt her toes curl in my hands as her second orgasm ripped through her body. To my disappointment, she didn't squirt this time."Oh fuck! Oh shit! Stop, stop," she begged. "Too intense," she panted.I liberated my cock from her hole with a satisfying, wet plop. Meg rolled on her side, and I could still see spasms making her naked ass twitch. She was still cupping one of her engorged tits as her stomach pulsed, catching her breath. I traced my fingers over her hips while she grinned from.