I immediately started to eat her sweet pussy, suckling on her clit and sliding two fingers into out of her tight wet hole. She moved beneath my touch ...nd reveled in her reaction. She came almost instantly. I pulled her off of the couch and fucked her on the door, her hard nipples rubbing on my chest, her pussy sucking me in and not letting go.She could barely contain her screams and her cries to fuck her harder was driving me wild. I sat on the couch and watched as her full breasts bounced up. “It will take some getting used to,” I admitted. “I keep worrying that I’ll pick my nose or scratch my butt.”“It happens,” Liz said with a shrug. “Look, I’m the celebrity. To these people ... and I want you to understand that I don’t think this way ... to these people, you’re an accessory. You’re like a handbag or a pair of shoes. Yes, they’ll notice if it doesn’t match my outfit. But, well, they’re here to see me. If your butt itches, scratch it. But don’t pick your nose if you plan to hold my. I fucked my self senseless on that knob as my finger flew over my clit and must have cum four or five times in succession as I thought about that boy watching me masturbate.As I finally lifted my pussy off the bedpost I turned to see two smiling faces looking at me from across the gap between wings of the resort, my windows at home look out over a field so no one is there to see me and I have never had to close them and I had forgotten all about it in my rush to get myself off.These two faces. He meant the building, we had worked on all week. It was still empty and on a Sunday afternoon the whole downtown would be. I loved The Brit at that moment. There was no question about what I was planning, or had I thought it through, there was a simple, I'll get her.I wanted to ride the bike or run but my butt was too sore for either. So I sat at the door of my box house and drank cup after cup of coffee. I also swallowed a couple of OTC pain medication. I didn't think too much about what I.