I always loved watching her facial expressions. They changed so quickly. Her look went from loving, to lust, to surprise, to a look of pain, to eyelid... fluttering ecstasy. All in the last thirty seconds before, then during and immediately after her orgasm. Her satisfied smile, as she loosened her vice-like grip, was worth anything I had to do to put it on her face.Those who have been reading our story may have noticed that I seldom use the word “fuck”. The reason for that is most of the time. From this position I couldn't see her until she came round the corner. I got up, and caught my first glimpse of her. She stopped and stood there shyly, looking at me asking my approval with her eyes. There was no consideration from my viewpoint, impulsively I burst out."God! Elaine. You're beautiful!" The smile she rewarded me with would have lit up Blackpool."Thank you, James. I didn't want to let you down." She was wearing a Jade green dress, which went with her dark hair superbly. The dress. I have no parents now,they both died some years ago. I have no relatives either--ones that Iwant to get involved with anyway. What do you know about me?" You are Malcolm De Vere and quite sweet really or you were before youknicked my body. You said that you were a business man; that's all overnow that you are a stiff..." Please, let's not talk about that, it gives me the creeps. Anyway, yes,I'm a businessman and my name is Malcolm De Vere, but there are somethings that you don't know about. "Roddy boy," welcomed Crystal, still hung over from the night before, "You've finally decided that the girls from Auburn are the most beautiful and desirable, have you?" she asked the golden god who had settled between us."Shit no! I'm just hiding from those horny northerners, I need a rest," he laughed."We saw you at the bar last night," Mandy added as she stretched languorously, leaning into Rod as she moved. "You didn't talk to us." I didn't see you Miss Beckie," Rod countered as he ran a.