"If you'll hang Mr Andrews up by his bollocks," she agreed."Get your legs apart then," I said "Cos the sputnik is about to dock!" I think you got that...wrong you mean a Soyuz," Sandra says as I eased into her again, "We done that in history last Ooohh, week, Oooh John," she says, "That's really nice."We fucked long and slow and quietly, "I always fancied you," I lied."Liar," she said, "But you fancy me now don't you?" Yes," I admitted,. Delicately, I touch your face, and lustfully but gently I pull your hair. Then slowly, as my confidence begins to grow, I run my hands down over your breasts. I feel your nipples quickly harden through the silky material of your dress as I do so. Your eyes close and you lean your headback. Your breathing is becoming more rapid, and then your hand squeezes me harder. Your touch alone is enough to make me want to explore your amazing body further. The pure ecstasy of this wonderful new experience. The fine straight bridge of his nose, strong jawline, the blue eyes with pupils that always seemed a bit dilated like he was wanting to take in more light than was in the room, his perfectly white teeth and tan skin. I observed how he would suddenly gasp and grin wide like a child when something excited him that we were discussing. I noted the thin skin of his hands and how his knuckles would turn white when he made a fist. These same hands I would hold in my own, comparing the texture, tone. I ran my finger between the fold of my pussy lips as Sam went to sucking on my tits. Sam sucked at one tit then the other. I moved my hand from my pussy to the front of his swim trunks. I wrapped my hand around his hard cock grabbing it through his swim trunks. I pumped at it as I had seen my Aunt do to a cock many times.“AHHhh shit Gina,” Sam cried out backing away from me.I looked to the front of his red swim trunks as a dark stain formed. Sam had shot a load into his swim trunks. Sam turned.