ALL yours!" As she had uttered those words to him, she had the feeling of having just stepped across a line, an invisible line, what they call a 'Rubi...on', and that by having said the words, Willis really did (or soon would) 'own' her, and own her ass as well as nearly everything else about her! But that was precisely what she'd hungered for for years and years married to her feckless husband; but that was likely over with.True to his word, Willis had taken great care and patience to get that. I spread my legs a little more to give him better access, then said over my shoulder, “You need to hurry, hon….Matt’s picking me up early this morning. We’re driving to that convention I told you about yesterday.”Breathing heavily into my ear, he said, “No problem, babe,” and began rocking his hips, thrusting his rigid shaft in and out of my pussy in earnest, while fondling my boobs and pinching my nipples. It felt good, but with my mind elsewhere, I knew I wasn’t going to climax that morning,. Usually in bed she has to be silent unless her brother is gone, but in the shower she can make noise. Having orgasms with grunts and groans tends to enhance the experience. Not having to worry about the noise she makes is such a turn-on. Of course, a closed door can only muffle so much noise.While the woman gets more and more into what she is doing, her movements get stronger and more obvious. Her panting grows louder and is punctuated with soft, little moans and sighs. Her voice is no more. "No, I suppose I couldn't. I'd kind of forgotten about the conversation last night, and when I did remember, it seemed to be part of a dream, but as I also realised, I was wearing a bra and panties under my girl's pyjamas."Now I'll help you on with these as they're may be a little strange to you at first."Again, I was more than a little uncomfortable at her seeing me naked, but this time her response was different than what I expected."Oh, you're not worried about me seeing you naked again are.