The need for security made him realise that this was what it must belike to have an affair. Which they were, in a way, he supposed. Morethan that, he ...as having a dangerous fling with his potentialfemininity. Like all people in dangerous affairs, he realised thiscouldn't last forever, had no idea how it might end. But the danger andanticipation sang their siren song and he was lost.Jack's rover was in the car park when he arrived. He parked, grabbedhis holdall and checked in nervously. Just two. Her big-white-ass looked so round and heavy in my black-hands and the way her cheeks clenched as she humped my dick was too much to handle! My balls looked as if they were going to burst as R grinded her pussy on my dick! I grabbed a handful of her hair and planted my mouth to hers. I came just as she did, again, and neither of us wanted to end that kiss. Even with us both having just cum. We still kissed and stayed locked at the sex-bits like two dogs in heat. When we finally parted lips, R. Erik had raced around in her psyche at that moment, trying to find more answers, more clues. He couldn’t understand why this girl was so concealing of her sexuality. Terry’s mind had shown her to be completely open and understanding about such things, it seemed to go against her personality. Erik found his answer in a wayward thought. Terry did not admit her desire because of fear. Not fear of being revealed, but fear of never finding that love. She had gotten into her head that it was. ‘You must be Miss Maude Clench?’ I confirmed that I was and was admitted into the house and led by the strangely attired woman to a room on the first floor of the house by way of a servants’ stairway which gave onto a sumptuously furnished landing. She knocked and waited before being granted admission, announced me to someone whom I could not see and gently but firmly pushed me into the presence of Mistress Pickles. This lady examined me and, it seems, decided I would do. Without speaking to me.