She softly giggled while moving the tip towards her opening, getting it into position to do what they both wanted. When it was there, Greg thrust and ...elt her entrance widening, the head sinking inside.She rocked up and down, sliding his hardness in and out, working it deeper and deeper. Her leaking juice bathed his shaft in slippery wetness. They both quietly moaned as the act of love was consummated, him stiff and her soft, sensitized flesh gliding along flesh, filling them with the tingling. I could feel his cock pushing into me. The bastard was already hard. I turned around inside his hold on me and faced him. At that point, he dropped his hands to my ass-cheeks and pulled me into him and I was left under no illusion either to his state or what he wanted. I was paralysed, not with fear, but with the thought that I could feel myself getting wet down there.”My eyebrows must have twitched again, ‘cos she went on: “My pussy was wet and I wanted him. From that point on I think he knew. I was telling her about the shack with all the boxes inside when I realized I had bought one! My friend was excited to hear it and wanted to come over right away to see it! I declined, but did invite her for next week sometime. I told her I'd talk to her later and excused myself. I went to my bedroom where I found the suitcase sitting on the floor exactly where I had dropped it when I came home. The laziness of it made me smile, remembering often when my Mom would threaten us with severe pain. Hanna jumped up and ran across the room to kiss her. “Hey, girl, show Bradley you’re glad to see him, too.”Amy and I immediately locked in to a heavy kiss. By the time we finished I was feeling the early signs of arousal. “Okay Amy you made your point.”“I think it’s time for a celebration. I’m going down and get a bottle of wine. You can do what you like until I get back.”“I think that will give us enough time for another kiss.”We did until we heard the door opening. Hanna arrived with an open.