"I'd like that," I said. After all, however frustrating it might be after our make-out session, I'd at least have her company.She did go home, but I t...ink it was a close thing. We had to kiss some more before she actually got out of the door and that took some time. Months later, she told me why she'd left when she did; there were a number of reasons, in fact, but I'd better leave them 'til later.The next day, when she came, we had coffee (decaffeinated) and went out for a walk. Not without. “Let’s fuck”.It was a smorgasbord movements in such a crammed space for his cock to find the lips of her cunt, but finally with a few grunt, cunt and cock came together and as he thrust, sending his entire length up her she reacted with not only a rather auditable explanation of pleasure but her whole being erupted like a miniature volcano and if he hadn’t been up to his balls he may have been thrown off, but he was in and now the fucking began. In and out his cock went, pushing her hard. This time as we kissed our hands moved on each other unbuttoning and dropping clothing to the floor. Passionately kissing we pressed our naked bodies against each other. I could feel Mary's nipples, so hard, pressing against my chest. My hardened cock pressed against her as precum leaked onto her fair skin. Still without a word she laid down. Kissing her, my hands roamed her body. Her hands guided me on top of her. No words spoken since we left the car, I lifted her legs placing the calves. ”“Ummmm,” said Bo.“Maybe we should come here every anniversary.”“Ummmm.”Lisa quivered with pleasure, the new sensation releasing new desires. “It’ll be your turn when you get through. I want to experience every taboo, do all the things girls whisper about at slumber parties. My pent-up emotions want to hang out. And best of all, I’m your wife.”Bo licked her layers, listening to her words, thinking about variations. He dined on Lisa until she climaxed with a final shudder.“I’m hungry, too,.