I give several final few hard and quick jerks up off the sofa, as my hips rose and my cock spurted the last few drops out. I softly lowered my body ba...k down onto the sofa again.My breathing softened, as she just ever so softly stroked a few more times. My head fell back, as I breathed in and out.I lowered my head after a few moments, and looked down. She softly released a hold of my cock as it started to go soft. I stared at the cum everywhere, and on her hand.I turned and looked at her. “I’m. “Come here,” he coaxed. “Come here.”I started to reach into the pillow case.“No, baby,” he said, “Just come here.”I moved around the bed towards him. As I got to the foot of the bed, he spread his arms and stepped towards me. I walked into him, and as he wrapped his arms around my shoulders, I wrapped mine around his waist. I rested my chin on his shoulder.“Keep ‘em,” he whispered. “I’m flattered.” He rubbed his hands up and down my back.I felt his cock pulse against mine. My cock pulsed back.. I wanted to skinny dip in our favorite waterfall.Once the horses were tied up, we stripped off our clothes before jumping in the water. We swam around, coming up behind the waterfall. “Wow, this is so freeing not to have trunks on.”We held each other tight, kissing in a beautiful spot. Jarrett’s cock was swelling against me. “Sweetie, you’re poking me.”Jarrett pulled back, “I’m sorry.”“No, I want you to poke me. You’re just not hitting the right spot.” Jarrett lifted me up, so he could slide. He gritted his teeth thinking of the situation had spiraled so rapidly out of control. He repented now of his lewd actions with her, perhaps even more than those with her sister. Beatrice, at least, was perhaps redeemable. Though she had encouraged, even instigated the liberties he had taken, it is the unalterable duty of the gentleman to preserve a lady's purity, even when she fails to grasp or acknowledge that obligation. He had failed her in this regard even more than he had failed her.