She moaned as we kissed, tossing her leg over mine. I slipped my hand under her t-shirt and along her soft waist. I put my hand on top of hers, and s...id it down to my crotch, where my raging hard-on strained to be set free. Amy fatigues don’t have zippers- just buttons. I slipped her fingers between the buttons so she could feel the growth building in my trousers.She lowered her head and lightly kissed a bare nipple on my chest. She wasted no time in working her way towards my abdomen and. As she released her legs from his hips, he moved onto his knees, and quickly put his forearms under her legs. Without removing his cock, he lifted her arse off the settee, so that she was resting on her shoulders, “What the Hell do you think you’re doing?” she shouted, as his cock went in deeper and deeper. “I saw it on one of the films and it looked good!” Was his answer.She was nearly bent double, as he held onto the arm of the sofa, making all of his weight push his cock into her. For once,. So, she would be late. Now, I had at least 4 hours to stay alone. Aah… I hate that! I went and switched on the TV. There it was, the same old melodrama was going on. I just ran a marathon of channels till I saw a channel showing Titanic. I started watching it for the 92nd time. After almost an hour came the scene I loved the most. The painting scene but that fucking censorship. I could not see anything. I switched off the Tv and went back to my room. And, there I was again busy watching porn.. The load of steel was supposed to be at the job site mid afternoon. It finally showed up at 7:00 pm. It took me two hours to get it unloaded. I tried to call Tracie and let her know that I was running late, but my calls just went to voice mail. I hurried up and drove home, took a shower and changed into my good clothes. I then raced to the hotel, and it was almost 10:00 pm when I arrived.I stood off to the side of the big ballroom, getting my bearings and looked for Tracie. I spotted her a.