I had her leaning face down onto the kitchen bench whilst I fucked her doggy style. Her ass was quite pink from the slaps tthat I'd administered to ea...h ass cheek.I slipped fully into her and held there, enjoying the feeling of her pussy lips wrapped around the base of my cock. I pulled her upwards, slipping my hands around her little tits, and pulling on her nipples with my fingers.Taking her earlobe between my lips, I nipped and licked at her lobe. I noted that she had a small bruise on her. "Cindy got up off the couch and grabbed my left hand. We held hands while she walked me out of her den.Cindy walked me into her bedroom.Once we got in there, we embraced in another passionate kiss.Cindy unbuttoned and removed my dress shirt.I removed her blouse.I got out of my shoes and socks.Cindy undid my Khaki slacks and slid them down to my ankles. I stepped out of them and flicked them away. I stood there in my boxers. I undid Cindy's Capri pants and slid them down her legs to her ankles.. Her right hand appeared between us and I felt her fingers on my chest, running through the light hair, trembling.I slowly slid my hands from her waist up to her breasts and hooked my thumbs under them. I used my thumbs to lift them slightly, eliciting another slight whimper, and then ran my thumbs up and over her nipples. They were small and erect as I rotated my thumbs around them, feeling the satin of her nightgown underneath, and I felt her body trembling against mine.I stepped away and took. Or maybe it’s more to do with whether or not you think you can stay below society’s radar.The next two days were a little like trying to tiptoe barefoot across a room where five pounds of thumbtacks have been spilled. You try to pick a path that seems least likely to result in pain. At the same time, you have to get across the room - go about your routine business.In other words, it stayed complicated. I was honestly relieved to know who the father of Chrissy’s baby was. More to the point, I.