As a very pretty, shapely young woman. Not wearing bulky, shapeless combat dress, no Kevlar jacket, no harness. Becky, for her part, had fancied Steve...(having long decided Alex was way out of her reach) at a distance for quite a while. He had many of the same interests as herself and they'd often chatted about technical stuff, played video games, listened to music ... but always there had been the detachment, the separation necessitated by discipline. They were buddies, friends, colleagues.. ” She leaned back against the sink. Spreading her legs just a bit. And grew an I dare you look. Sam, never one to back down went to reach. However, she took it one step further and knelt down. She then reached with both hands and rolled the hem of Carly’s skirt up. Sam slid them up even further on the outsides of Carly’s thighs up to her waist. More or less pushing Carly up and back so that she was sitting on the edge of the row of sinks and practically shoved her whole face in the gap between. He was stunning as usual. As nowhere to go in evening he hits gym and it makes him more handsome. She goes to him and tries to apologies to him. He said it’s all over. She began to cry. He consoles her, while doing so he was constantly looking at her cleavage. This makes her happy. She asks him to come home in evening. He said he can’t come as he has some official work. He assured her that he will come tomorrow. Then they left. But he was admiring her huge swinging ass. She knows it, so she. My cock is drilling into her as my hips slap against her bum cheeks. The bed is shaking and groaning to the kind of action its never witnessed before, the headboard slamming against the wall and no doubt leaving tell-tale signs of our activity. “That’s it John. Cum inside me. I want to feel your married cock shooting up my cunt. Give it to me, John! Give it to meeeeee….”Her head flings back and I feel her orgasm take over her body. Her pussy muscles grip my cock like a vice and I’m squeezing.