The woman sat on a stump, produced a kerchief and wiped her eyes. Then she looked up at me, angry. "What are you looking at, you big mule?" she demand...d.I smiled at her, and she got even more red in the face. She stood, put her hands on her flaring hips and glared. 'What's wrong with that man?" she demanded."Doesn't think you belong over there," I said."I have to do it," she said, taking a deep breath. "Don't have a choice."I waited, admiring her fine body and handsome face. She was probably. Kelly didn't flinch any more when I groped her arse and she would only giggle when I pushed my hand down her pants and played with her arse. Even when I was rubbing her rosebud and softly pushing she only cooed and looked at me with an amused grin.If I didn't know her better I would say she was getting into itI watched Kelly clean my cum from her arse again, inspecting it between her fingertips. I had the strangest feeling she would have tasted it if I wasn't there. But I dismissed the thought.. She pinged me about her location. I went on the bike.She came down with a very fresh look, wet hair, and loose top and long skirt. Her waist and ass are just amazing in that wet look. This is actually the first time we are meeting after the journey. She asked me to come inside. I parked my bike and went along with her.I took the luggage and carried it to the 3rd floor first flat. My dick was already in its peaks and fighting to come out. She gave me water and wished me a Happy New Year. It’s a. He turned to the woman he knew as Lady X. Holding out his hand, he led her over to the large device. The simple touch of her hand made him shiver inside, as if a spark had crossed between them. Her hand was soft, but firm. There was a hidden strength in her touch that was missing from most women's touches, he thought.In a quick movement, she pulled him to her and wrapped her arms around his neck. She held on to him tightly. She squeezed hard for a long time, as if searching for something inside.