She was covered in a light down and she was very wet. She was grinding against me and I could feel my cock was getting harder and harder. I just whisp...red into her ear: “Do you want to fuck?” Once again she just smiled sweetly and nodded her assent. I slipped her shorts and her panties down and bent her over the dressing room table so I could take her doggy style. This may have been our first time together but, sadly, it was not going to be the most romantic fuck ever. My dick was so hard it. Fred had offered, but that was no excuse, if an excuse was needed. I was older and responsible. I didn’t try and justify myself to Tony.That was the right approach, as the time went on, she came round. After all, as far as Tony was aware I had just frigged her sister, not fucked her deeply and hard in the arse. I had to stop thinking about it; picturing her tight little crinkly entrance in my mind gave me a hardon.We sailed up to the Bay of Pigs. Obviously not ‘that’ Bay of Pigs. This was a bay. We’re pissed off New Yorkers. Well, everyone but Miguel here, but he’s a pissed off Mexican, so that’s not much of an improvement.”“I am complying with you because I can see you are pissed off,” Charlie said, “But I am not sure why you think I have anything to do with the train wreck.”Jill walked up to him, smiling sweetly, and then backhanded him across the face with a bullwhip of a slap. The amethyst and gold ring George had given her a few months ago made a jagged and bleeding cut on his. She was close. I worked my tongue faster, wanting her to enjoy me as much I had enjoyed her. I was rewarded with a long drawn out sigh, and deep breathing, with Julia holding my head in close to her vagina, encouraging me to give her some last licks whilst she settled back and relaxed. We stayed like that for a while. Julia on the chair, legs apart, with me on my knees, head buried between her legs, kissing her soft sex spot, her mound now soaking wet with her own fluid as well as from my.