Her breasts were shaking from me fucking her. I grabbed both breasts and squeezed her hard nipples through the material of the dress. She was moaning ...ouder now and grunting through gritted teeth. I groaned and panted as my cock went deep into her tight pussy. I leaned down and kissed her hard, full on the mouth. Our tongues met in wild abandon. I started kissing her neck as I steadily fucked her. Now her moans were almost screams."Harder," she yelled, "fuck me harder! Pound me with your. "Uh, sorry. I wasn't ready for your, uh, attire and I, um..."She smiled and shook her head. "That's okay, Jimmy. It was very gallant of you to move me under the covers. Most boys your age would have taken time to get a good look first. Thank you. Now, if you will hand me a robe I will get up and we can talk. I assume that's what you brought me here for. By the way, your therapist called earlier today. That was your idea, wasn't it?" Actually it was his idea. I know it sounds strange, but I. " Harry said bitterly, "but as a mere observer, and one supposedly only concerned with the logistics, I was not listened to." He bit his lip and frowned in concentration. "There's something not quite right. Why, if the Somalis have heavier armed, and better trained units, do they not put them into the field rather than the bands of Shiftas, who seem to comprise of fanatical young men armed only with AK47s and RPGs?" Maybe their trained units are not yet up to the standard of the Kenyan army,. “Wow, I hope this fits,” she whispered to herself as she looked down.She began grinding up and down my cock, slowly at first, then with a bit more speed.“Oh, fuck. That feels good.” I shuddered as she began to slow down again.Then, she sat up a bit and brought both hands down onto my chest. She lifted her ass into the air, and slowly my dick rose up with her, maintaining contact with her clit.“Mmmm,” she moaned. “Just stay still now.” She had reached the point where, had she lifted herself any.