Then she posed herself naked again, smiling at her image. She knew now she wouldn't settle for beating off except to relieve tension. Getting fucked w...s too nice.She didn't know the time, but napped a while, and when she woke up the sun was a lot lower, so she figured he should be home soon. She put on the black outfit, and fixed her hair carefully. She put on a lot of makeup, like the models. He had a darker shade of lipstick on the table, and she used that.She heard the car arrive, and he. .. We were close and knew everything about ... I have a delicate situation ... I hope you'll help me?"His silence after posing the last question, I took as an invitation to answer. "George, I'm here because I still feel close to you. I've lost contact with some of the guys, and I hope to see a few of the others. We shared a lot – some hard stuff together, and I don't think that should end because we've left the military or live far apart. Remember, I'm the guy who helped save your ass after you. After a while, she was so overwhelmed with orgasms, she was sobbing. She begged for me to stop and said she couldn’t take anymore. April never looked more helpless in her life. Or more beautiful. Still, I called her a fucking liar and said I’d stop when I felt like it. Only when I experienced one last dizzying orgasm and literally did not have the energy to grind any more, did I stop. I collapsed on top of her. April had completely broken down in tears. I held April in a tight embrace. With my other arm I pulled back your hair, exposing the back of your neck, lightly kissing it I hear you expel a deep breath. Caressing your nipples you moan softly, still kissing your neck, pausing each time my lips touch your skin. "Good morning" I whisper into your ear as you begin to press back against my growing, hard, cock. As I begin to slide my hand down from your breasts, across your belly, you part your legs as you slowly grind your soft, round ass against my groin. My fingers.