Then she began to ride. Will thought there was nothing in this world sexier than watching Sarah ride him like this. She was an expert at it. Her hips...rolled and gyrated and her whole body moved in a fluid, wave like motion as hips thrust back and forth. Her breasts bounced and jiggled and her hair clung in streaks to her sweaty face, which looked animalistic in its pleasure and passion. Her hard cock bounced and bobbed, occasionally thwacking against his belly. And her moaning and screaming. My heels clipped along the concrete pathway as I walked towards the glistening river. Everything was so quiet and serene- a complete contrast to the mayhem that was going on inside the club. My ears continued to hum as I sat down on the river-bank, taking a swig from my large glass of wine. I let my eyes focus on the soft ripples of the moon-lit water, almost falling into some sort of blissful trance as I inhaled the cool, midnight air and shut off my mind. Things had been hard this past year.. Galactic dark. Impenetrable. Hers probably had most secrets than most. More mysteries and subtle irrationalities. Those were the things he couldn’t figure out, wouldn’t be able to crack. He wouldn’t bother with those. But she was still a woman; and there were subclasses of women and she could, like any other case, be placed in the proper one. She certainly enjoyed being in command, but he had realized pretty quickly that she responded to being controlled, too. The first time, coming through. It was all very decadent, the pastries were so delicious, it was a wonderful way to enjoy the afternoon. I could have eaten more of the pastries, particularly the miniature vanilla slices, but I guess I needed to leave room for dinner. We looked outside, through the big picture windows, and saw the sleet had turned to snow.“I hope Lisa and Fiona aren’t going to have any difficulties driving up,” Alexa said. “I fear this weather has set in for the next day or so.”“Do you want to see how warm.