With one hand choking her and other rubbing her, I knew it was time. "Take off your clothes." I said.She sat motionless for awhile and then did a... I said. "Lie down" I added, and she did.I ran my fingers softly over her little scars. Every little bump of her scarred tissue made me cum a little more. "Let's bring back the past, shall we?" I saidI reached into my glove department and pulled out my knife. I held it tightly in my right hand and joined her once more. I pressed. I went to bed with him the night we got engaged. It was a nice experience but certainly not spectacular. We had sex fairly regularly after that and it got a little better. I mentioned this to Carla, a friend of mine who had the reputation of being a little too much fun at a party.She told me she would show me something at my party that would help me out. My party was on a Friday night, the same as Ted's bachelor party. We both figured we would need Saturday to recover for our Sunday afternoon. . and I was hers. After that, we couldn’t get enough of each other.”I nodded. Gina and I had been the same way.“We used to do all sorts of crazy things. She’d try anything, and I mean anything.” He laughed at a memory. “We were shopping once and she decided she wanted to have sex in the Ladies’ Department. Not in the dressing room, either,” he continued, “but out in the department itself. The clerk was busy helping someone, so we did it right there between the racks of clothes.”I took a long. There is an old picnic table inside, the benches are broken away but the top is still sturdy, a little dusty but I can take care of that. It's perfect.Beating the dust off with my riding gloves, I drop my pants and deciding it would be fun to be naked out here, I lose the t-shirt and bra too.I lay back on the table, oh its cold against my hot back, making me shiver all over, my nipples get hard from the chill inside the building.I pull my feet up and prop them up on the table, opening my legs.