Filling her full of my hard man meat. Her body was lithe and supple under my hands, I could feel her wriggle but not to escape, I think but to drive...me deeper.My hand was still sliding in and out over her clit. I could hear her breathing getting deeper. I had her rhythm. I brought her ass up and slid my knees under her a bit more. So I could fuck her pussy harder. She gasped as my cock went deeper into her. I was now fucking her long and hard and deep. There could be no relenting. I. The bounce in her step, the way she seemed to almost dance over loose stones and branches. He also kept looking at the muscles in her calves. On the top of her right calf she had a small birthmark, he noticed. His eyes took in her thighs too and above them her full, round bum. Part of her back was bare, with the top exposing her shoulders. Healthy was the word that kept popping up in his mind. So incredibly healthy.It wasn’t until they got to a slope that he got in trouble. They had already run. “What are you doing” I stuttered trying (and failing) to hide the tent in my pants. I handed her the books and she set them aside as she wrapped her arms around me. I could feel her breasts pushing into my chest. I was lucky I hadn’t creamed pants by then. “Is it true that you help people with their fantasies?” she said with her blue eyes boring into mine. “Y-Ya why” I couldn’t believe where this was going. “Well I was wondering if you could help me with mine” she purred. She put the books in. Then she dropped the bomb. She told me that she doesn’t fuck other guys because she has been saving cheating on my father for one special young man. When I asked her who that was she told me to lay back and she would show me who it was. I wasn’t about to object so I laid back and let her do as she pleased. She started by rubbing my now growing cock telling me that I was bigger than my father. She seductively began to work her way up to the hem of my shirt and removed then and started massaging.