As the vibrater touched her aching clit, Marina let out a lusty moan. Her back arched and she pushed her hips forward; she hadn’t been this turned o... in a very long time and could not believe how good the vibration felt. She alternated between soft and firm strokes across her clit and used her other hand to reach around, pushing two fingers deep inside her.As she rubbed her clit and g-spot together, she couldn’t keep herself from moaning and crying out. She panted louder and louder with each. " The words died on his lips as they were hushed by a single finger pressing against them. "No names," she said. "I saw you in the bar watching me, wanting me. Don't tell me you've never fantasised about picking up a stranger? I know I have and this seems like the perfect opportunity so here are the ground rules. No names, no phone numbers and no repeat performances, tonight is just about having fun. Deal?" His mind raced. Could he do it? Could he cheat on his wife with someone he hadn't even. Fingers rolling under her hands slowly as he grabbed handfuls of her desire. Ryan's nails lightly scratched against her softness. Ryan was in her, entranced, Ilea's reactions to his touch. A symphony of ecstasy; her body was the choir, the strings, the combined beating of their hearts offering an increasing rhythm of synchronized percussion. Each of Ryan's fingers played a different note on Ilea's thighs, moving slowly toward the softness of her center.Ilea response was recognized, a silent. It was late, around 9pm and the snow was getting heavier. I always carried a portable CB radio to talk with truckers while driving just to know what to expect what is ahead. I had been talking to this one driver that was a few miles behind me. His name was John. The snow was coming down harder and visibility was getting bad. John told me there was a truck stop coming up and asked if I would join him for coffee there and wait to see if the storm let up. I pulled into the truck stop and got a.