Longing for the touch of the forbidden fruit. She gets lost in her own thoughts and the enormity of the trees, enveloping her as she wanders to her fa...ourite spot…the hidden rock pool and the base of the mountain. Here she leaves the world behind and fornicates with fantasies long forbidden. Slowly taking her gown off, she steps into the warm, clear water. Engulfed in the purest of water, cleansing her body and soul she slips into a euphoric trance where her desires become reality… He silently. Karen leaned forward and I took her nipples into my mouth and sucked from one to the other, as Karen moved slowly up and down on my cock. Her pussy was hot, tight, and wet as she moved herself taking me all the way into her cunt and then almost all the way out. Then she would jam herself back down on my cock again.I was sucking hard on her nipples and started sucking on the fleshy parts of her breasts until I left several hickeys beneath her nipples. Karen's head was back and she panted "Oh. ’ I was getting a little ruffled. ‘You don’t know me Mr. Monet, or you Missy. I’m sorry I don’t know your proper name. Isn’t it premature for you to be kissing me off like this?’ ‘We know a great deal about you Mr. Marshal.’ Howard said taking out another piece of paper. ‘You are a divorced, teacher, a well thought of small college professor with a Ph.D. in economics, living in a very small apartment in St. Louis, Missouri. You were married for almost two years. You have been divorced several. I briefly tongued her bum hole and her body jerked as she uttered a small cry. She obviously liked what I had just done so I switched my attention to that little hole, lapping over it and pushing the tip of my tongue inside. The taste was different but nice in its own way: I was enjoying myself and my prick was standing rock hard as I dry humped her leg.Jutta must have sensed my growing urgency as she pulled my body further up hers until my erection nudged at her pussy. She pushed her hands.