She screamed as she plunged herself down onto me, and I rested back onto the bed. “Oh my god! I feel like I've just been impaled!” she uttered thr...ugh pain. “I'm sorry!” “Don't be! That's the best pain I've ever felt!” She began to rock back and forth on me. I resumed fondling her breasts, and I could tell when she began to feel comfortable on my cock. Little by little, she started to lift up, and slide down. It started as slower movements, but she soon began to enjoy me more rigorously. The. She passed through leaving silence and only his own image in the mirrors. Cliff observed his reflections from three sides, un-rumpled in spite of the heat, his suit-coat folded neatly over his arm, the creases still sharp in his trousers, the military square in his shoulders, his tie loosened but not draggled. He swept his hand over his forehead in a compulsive and unnecessary gesture to smooth his hair lying in neat blond waves without a part. His eyes, blue, bright and wide-set gazed. Rick started to speak but Larry cut him off. ‘I’m so sorry, Dawn. I underestimated you. Rick was pissed at me because I told him I didn’t see what he found so sexy about you. He wanted to prove to me that you are a sexy, erotic angel. And I was proven wrong.’ He gave her one of his charmingly boyish smiles, but his eyes burned at her with desire. Rick growled at the look on his partner’s face as he stared at his wife. Then he noticed Dawn was looking at Larry with speculation. She was. She might be pushing it a bit but she's got great tits and likes a good fuck. Martin likes big tits, the bigger the better, but I prefer yours Jen, just the right size, and your twat is tighter as well. Anyway, if you're sure you don't fancy a quickie, I'll see you tomorrow." He hesitated by the door and I just glared at him, struck dumb by the casual and detached way he spoke about Barbara and me. He left without further comment. I was determined more than ever now to break this stranglehold.