That was my other thing, besides feeling like a slut; I liked the thought of Mark's cock actually inside my womb. I didn't know for sure, but I figure... he must have been working my cervix open, squeezing his cockhead inside that soft bottleneck and into my bare womb. Even if Chris was right and it didn't work like that though, it was still okay. Just wishing it was made our sex great."God, I wish I wasn't on the pill..." I breathed and then Chris was rubbing the head of his penis over my. .’ Bastard! Then tomorrow came and I guess I did a time or two as well. This time Laura called to me to climb over the fence. Well, the fence nearly gave way, I nearly fell arse over tit and there she was, in the door of the neighbour’s shed. She was naked except for a pair of very brief black panties, stockings and that pair of red stilettos. If I didn’t know better I’d say I’d seen her somewhere before. She laid face down on the sun lounger she’d managed to erect in the shed. Legs in the. Our shoulders touched and forearms also touched. My dick started to rise and I said one minute. She moved away. Now she became silent and I realized she is taking a look at my wet hairy chest and pubic hairs at my tummy.After few mins I gave the mobile to her saying just type the number and cal now. Before giving I said sorry it is wet and rubbed the mobile in my butt since I was wearing only towel. She gave a naughty smile and asked about my office. I told am about to leave. She said ok and. There’s not point in arguing. If the only time you can have a woman, truly have a woman, is when she lets you see her then that’s all you’ll see. It’s better not to dwell on things we’ll never have. My hand slides up and down the curvature on the small of her back, riding up and down. I stroke with one finger, two, three. I tickle a little until she gives out a small moan—my cue to resume stroking her. And I do. I try and show her that I adore her with the back of my knuckles as I drag them.