We stop at a bridge across a little river. The foliage hangs low so that even if the park wasn’t nearly deserted, no one would see us. We both stare...down at the water for a second and then turn toward each other. Looking into my eyes he inches closer. He feels my breasts against his body as our arms slide around our backs. When we can move no closer he tilts his head down and I meet him on my way up. A second later our lips touch. Very softly we make our first kissing motion with his lips. Too dangerous." I wouldn't need to be in the field. If the detective could visitsomeplace neutral once a day, I could run analysis scans on my masterremote," she said as she held up a small device."For instance, I can also monitor vitals, and stress levels as well asthe suit's operating status."As just now, I registered his rather acute stress when he confrontedDetective Harding, and his genuine emotional state was rather...affected."If I'm right, emotional stress can actually help acclimate. I suck his dick the way he wants me to, and I keep on sucking until I hear these words: "I want to fuck you."He squirts some lube on two fingers and slowly pushes them inside me. I wait, in a state of sexual frenzy, for him to pull his fingers out of me because I know that his dick will be inside me soon. Sometimes we start to fuck doggy style; sometimes we start with me on top and riding him. He fucks me the way he wants to fuck me.He really knows how to fuck an ass. Slowly, sensually, never. The most important part was how, maybe for the first time ever, we looked into each other’s eyes without the shadow and presence of other people. Just Dave and Veronica, determined to just focus on each other, give the moment to the two of us alone as we deserved and wanted it like this.I’m sure this wasn’t just some imagined thought in my head – I saw it in Veronica’s face and felt it in the way we kissed, kisses which reminded me of how Jill and I had kissed when she’d finally cast off her.