I let his curiosity go for a couple of minutes and then suggested he get on with the job, as he shouldn’t forget my mum would be returning. He let g... of my ass cheeks and gripped my hips, and then he started shagging me industriously. He sounded like a runner, he was panting, I took a glance towards my dressing table, and I had a good side on view of him using my cunt. Pauls face was very serious, he looked as if he was attempting a marathon without training as he hammered in and out of me,. “What.. the fuck.. is happening here?” His wife gasped.I jumped up, grabbing my shirt off the ground to cover myself. “Oh my gosh.. oh my gosh uhh.. I’m gonna go!” I murmered.He pulled his pants up. “Uhm. Babe.. I didn’t know you were going to be home so soon..”“No fucking shit.” She spat. She threw her purse down and stomped over to me with her hands raised. I flinched, expecting her to hit me. I closed my eyes, waiting for a blow to the head, chest, face, anywehere. Something. I kept thinking. I jumped in the water which is cool this time of year but not too cold (I think it is officially 18C). Then I came back, lied on my stomach, opened my laptop and started working.A while later (maybe 45 minutes) I could see the couple walking back. I hadn’t seen another person the entire time. As they got in line with their towels they both went for a swim. The ocean was dead calm and up to their chests in water the couple started making out. I could see them and I’m sure they could see me. It. After a while Kara began quietly to sob in his arms. She rested her head on Mark's shoulder, and soon they were both lying down, Mark gently caressing Kara by her ribs, overwhelmed by the intimacy of feeling Kara's heartbeat in the palm of his hand. She calmed down and started to breathe in deep sighs. "Wow, that feels so nice... Don't stop... I had some therapy, after my step-dad was arrested... before and during the trial... One of the nicer therapists suggested I might want to try crying my.