I thrust my hips up to meet him, and felt him fill me up. As he fucked me, I thought of Early, and knew I shouldn't be doing this. But it was to late ...o stop. While I won't deny that it felt good, part of me knew it wasn't my husband making love to me. For one thing, it wasn't gentle and loving, as it was with Early, in fact it was a pretty hard fucking I was getting compared to what I was used to. But still I responded, for I owed it to John. Finally he groaned and came inside me. It was only. As I went past the house they were renting, I hoped to see the young girl, but she wasn’t there.The next day when I went back to hang out at the beach again, I of course brought my dog along, hoping to get the attention I got the day before. I thought I was getting over there early, but that same family was already there, and my god, the young girl was there too. I actually wasn’t even thinking that I would see her again, but just as I got set up she seemed to on cue, stand up, showing off her. As i creamed, she took her hand out and and stuck her tounge in my mouth, we snogged for 5 minutes, and she randomly said she had to go. As she went, she licked her lips and mouthed the words "Follow me..". I did so, and she wanted to go to my bedroom. She soon used my bathroom as she wanted to pee. She came to my room removing her cloths off and was so excited to see her beautiful body. She then took of my jeens and pants at the same time, as she was on her knees, she blew me, with such a. It was so thick, it stretched me and filled me and felt so fucking good. I held his gaze and raised my hips to meet his thrusts, my nails clawing at him to pull him deeper. He didn't let me down; he slowly fucked me hard and deep, pulling almost all the way out before slamming hard inside me, making me cry out every time. It was torture. I needed a fast, furious fucking and begged him to stop messing me about and fuck me.He pulled out and flipped me with ease, told me to hold on tight and.