The coffee had been a little cool when I poured mine, I was sure it was pretty awful by Porter’s time. The coffee sitting on the hot plate might be ...rinkable by 3PM, I thought.‎Porter shuffled paper for a while then said, “I really need to clear the air between us.”‎‎”No you don’t this is about as friendly as I get with anyone,” I said knowing how he thought I acted different toward him. “There is no offense intended Porter. I realize things are going to be awkward between us. Let’s just go. It was a lovely garden, planted with every type of beautiful and sweet smelling flower that could be found. She had many beautiful toys: balls and hoops and dolls and a swing that hung from a strong, handsome tree in the center of the garden. There was a soft lawn to play on and a hammock to rest on when she grew tired of playing.It was a safe garden. The walls were ten feet high and made of strong stone. Ivy and roses climbed up them on the inside, but on the outside were spikes and thorns. I quickly kicked off my shoes and unfastened my trousers before removing them. My cock was as hard as it has ever been as I raised the back of Sally's dress in search of her hot, wet pussy. Sally bent lower giving me easier access to my goal. I slid into her wet cunt in one fluid movement. I deliberately stared at a young woman aboard the bus as I entered Sally. The girl realising I was looking straight at her, blushed, but her eyes never left mine. I watched her intently as I thrust hard and. He started to groan and pulled down my top to expose my breast, pinching my nipple in excitement as I worked my hand up and down his shaft. his hips started moving, making his cock thrust in my hand and I opened my mouth and slipped him inside. I started to suck firmly, running my tongue around the head and stroking his balls with my wet hand. I was so turned on by this point that I slid my hand inside my panties and started to pinch and roll my wet clit between my fingers as he started to fuck.