“The prior year 2016, we had agreed to go to Europe in April for a week’s holiday. I was hopeful that the trip might mend our relationship. On Apr...l 4, when I was packing to go, he asked me about what bathing suits I was taking. I was puzzled. He ‘reminded’ me that the trip was to the island of Aruba, as we’d agreed. I’d agreed to no such thing. I am not a beach and island person. Those are examples of his trying to make me think my memory was failing. In each case, and others, he would degrade. She moved her hips along with his hand movement inside her. The more she moved, the deeper his hands moved inside her, and the wetter she was getting. Ian broke pulled his cock out of her mouth and moved between her legs. He thought about pushing inside her, just to get a feel of her desire, but he wanted to be patient and return her the favor. He got down on his knees, and began lapping at her juices. His fingers curled around her smooth thighs while his cock ached in jealousy to feel her. “Wherever you’re headed,” she replied warmly.I met her out at her car. She had added only a thick coat to her ensemble, her blue pleated cheer skirt still fluttering in the winter chill.She hopped in, unlocked my door and started warming up her little red Grand Am.“Oooooh, it’s so COLD!” she complained, running her hands over her legs.“I can do that,” I husked, reaching over to run my hands over her goose-bumpy legs.“Ahhhh! Much better,” She cooed, wrapping her colds hands over my warm ones.The. It was actually fucking happening. She lifted her ample ass enough for Alex to slide her pants and panties down her beautiful legs, and spread those legs farther in anticipation of feeling Alex’s no doubt expert hands on her, with no stupid clothing in the way. ‘Who cares who sees me?’ the lust-drunk girl thought to herself, losing her grip on reality in the face of unimaginable pleasure. She just wanted to feel Alex’s hands on her, and in her. She was his now. She was his good girl.More people.