Rhythmic round gyrations gives way to long hard strokes. I feel she is getting closer to her climax, her pressure increases. Her strokes longer and st...onger. I raise my hips a little and she lets out an iiissssssshhhhhhhh. Let’s her hairs down on my face. I let go of her nipple. She needs her freedom to move and take control. My right hands goes to her left ass cheek. I pull her closer and she responds with stronger strokes. She boobs are moving with her. Morning sunlight is pouring in, I can. Exploring your little pussy with my fingers as you press your warm naked flesh against me, feeling you get nice and wet. I put my fingers in your mouth and have you taste yourself. Then I push you down on the bed and order you to spread yourself so I could get a look at that sweet little hole. I run my tongue down your body, getting closer and closer to your swollen clit and then I stop, teasing you. I take some rope and tie your each ankle to a bed post, tie it really tight. Then I tie each. “How are you doing?” he asks quietly. “I’m ok. Life moves on, you know?” “I’ve missed seeing you around the station,” Taylor said. “Yeah, it sucks that I can’t come by anymore. I did enjoy our little chats, you know,” I say with just a hint of flirtation in my voice. “Oh really,” he says, stepping a little closer to me. “You really liked our chats at the station? Too bad they had to stop then. I guess we could make up for lost time, you know.” Picking up on his meaning, a lot of things. He had found the release to let the seat go back, but forgot they now had two people leaning against the seat. The seat quickly fell all the way back, pulling him completely away from her as he fell back hard into the seat. She was able to catch herself and started giggling at his startled look. ‘I’m sorry,’ she managed to stop giggling. ‘Are you ok?’ Now he started laughing. ‘Yes, only thing hurt is my pride.’ ‘I see,’ she said with mock seriousness. ‘Do you suppose I need to come down there.