I was 20 when it happened and I had ambitions to pursue – ambitions which could best be pursued in London, not this small town on the Norfolk coast....I was a talented illustrator, and although you can work remotely, and could even in those days, to make a day-to-day living from it, I wanted to be in the thick of it, moving in the right circles, getting to know people.And it had worked. I had established myself on the books of a prominent agency and been called upon to work on all sorts of. Four orgasms in twenty minutes isn't bad for someone who never really had one in her life, is it? I think you can handle two more orgasms, but you'll tell me if you can't. Have you ever found your G-spot?" That should have her focus on the hidden pearl whether she'd visited it before or not."Isn't the G-spot a myth? Even if it does exist, I hear that not everyone has one; and I'm very sure I doughhhoughhhhn't..." Happily wrong again. I timed my approach with her words; first slipping my V. My ass met her pelvis, and her balls squished against my tailbone. My moan stopped in my throat, and a slight whimper brushed past my lips. Rachel’s face knotted in concentration; her eyes closed tightly enough to grow lines on her pristine face, her mouth fixed in a lip-biting grimace. We stayed static for a moment; me savoring her bulging heat stretching me, her savoring my sinful hole constricting her. Her pulse beat from the throbbing length of her cock, which was so hard it was curving. “Lexi” Jim whispered as he gently shook her to wake her up. Lexi started to come too, and looked as if she was exhausted as she struggled to open her eyes. She gazed up at Jim and felt an instant sense of relief overcome her. She then began to hysterically cry as she hugged him tightly as they both faced each other from their knees. “What’s happening?” she said in a sad voice as if pleading for Jim to have an answer. “I don’t know babe. I just don’t know. Let’s try and stay calm so we can.