My cock trying to push its way out of my robe told her all she needed to know.Her legs were slightly parted, and the split crotch panties gave me easy...access to her cunt. My fingers found her clit, and I stroked her gently. I felt her start to respond, but she stopped me, putting both hands on my chest, and saying, “Not yet, my love.”She untied my robe and pushed it off my shoulders, allowing it to fall to the ground. She crushed me to her again, kissed me, told me how much she loved me, and. ‘You’re so in love with my bed you had to sneak in to sleep in it, get the fuck out!’ I snapped not fully awake. ‘Calm down,’ he said groggily, ‘I came in hoping to talk, but didn’t want to wake you. We need to talk.’ ‘I don’t want to talk.’ ‘Then please listen.’ Everyone has someone they know of that was in one of those types of relationships. Abusive partner, but remained hopelessly in love. Never was treated as if they were good enough, but they kept trying to be. Knew they were wrong for. Of course we didn't stop but we chose to ignore him as he wasn't really Anne's type, after we had finished and the weather had cleared we went on our way I noticed looking round we were on our own again.A similar thing happened while hiking in the Forest of Dean we found a nice little clearing off the path in a clearing in a wooded area a very romantic spot, we set out a rug and had a picnic then decided a bit of lovemaking was in order. Once again we had seen few people in the area heard no. I had seen it several times and kept worrying about what Frank would say or do when the two got down to hard core action. The hell with it, I thought. After all, he was the one who chose it. As the two players were drying off, Frank said, "Hey, that reminds me of getting dressed in front of you this afternoon." "Yeah, but we didn't do what these two are about to do," I said trying to warn him of the direction the film was going. Frank glanced at me with a grin.