”“I know baby……………please be careful Jeff”“No Jeff…..It’s okay….fuck me………..fuck me properly.”Jeff tried; he really did...try, but try as he might, the tightness of her young hole gripping him so firmly as he fucked her properly, aroused him to such an extent, that within a dozen or so strokes, his seed was pulsing through his cock, and spurting inside her.“Don’t cum too deep inside her Jeff”Kathy winked.“You know why.”Jeff complied with his wife’s request, and entered no further than the base of. I kept an icepack on her ankle and gave her the occasional leg massage. Tough job, but I had to do it ... Luckily everyone was too interested in the tunes to be concerned with where my hands occasionally wandered.Lara was fully involved in the music on the bodhrán. Whenever Aongus borrowed it for a song he didn’t know on the guitar, I realized she had a long way to go, but when she did play, she was adding something to the music nonetheless. I was glad to see her smiling so much, and even. Parts. We made love. We lay awake and talked about life. “Have you had women all over the world?” I asked. He said an Afghan woman had come into his room in the middle of the night and risked being stoned to death. I imagined him with her. I wondered if Afghan women shaved their legs. We slept for an hour and woke simultaneously and came into each other’s arms, experienced the divine. “It’s strange,” he said. “What?” “It feels right.” I fell in love. Over breakfast the next morning he told me. " We both got out of the car and I walked round to her side and put my arm round her to walk across to the picnic area. She put her mouth up to my ear and whispered "I'm so turned on doing this. My pussy is soaking." I noticed." I said. "I'm hard as a rock watching you." I'll take care of that for you." she said."In a bit." I said. "I want to watch then play with you after them."One of the guys she had been playing with had gone to his car on the way to the picnic area. He produced a large.