I could feel my heart pounding in my cock. My head was buzzing from the brandy. I couldn't believe I was about to fuck a married woman! She asked if I...had protection and I produced a handful of condoms, I always tried to be prepared. She had me drop my pants, and she began to stroke my rock hard cock. I was so excited that it was all I could do to keep from blowing my load on her before she even got her shirt off.It's been so many years now that the details of that first night are quite hazy,. ’ They kept walking until they got to where they needed, a part of the forest completely covered by thick bushes, hiding everything from whoever walked through. He stepped up to the thick brush and pushed at it until he made an impromptu clearing, letting her duck under it before following behind. Passing that first layer left a large space inside, a sort of bubble formed by the bushes and trees around them. The perfect spot. Just what they needed. She turned to him, even less sure of doing. He loved her still, he knew that, but still and all too often, memories of her lovely figure, mounted by that evil dog and responding to the rape of her pure body surfaced in his thoughts. He knew in his heart that she had been the victim of the act, but he found it too hard to forgive her reacting sensually to the dog's huge, driving cock. Mark shook himself, swearing he would make himself forget it. Yes, when he returned, he would rekindle their love, take her to bed and pleasure her the way. There was something more between them, he could feel it in the pull from Chrissy's eyes. Sean leaned down again and ran his lips over her collar bone, tracing the lines with his tongue. His fingers were softly rubbing her nipples that were straining through her simple yellow bra. Chrissy was lying there, almost fully clothed and she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. Thoughts of a quick and rough fuck flashed through his head, but he wanted to go slow, to actually make love to.