He wanted to pull her even closer and to kiss her. Those were thoughs he had to push away before...It was too late. He was getting hard. He knew he wa... blushing as they swayed across the dance floor. They passed by the bride and groom waltzing nearby. The bride was Lisa's sister, and they smiled at each other, passing some kind of unspoken commentary. The bride smiled at Robert too, as he were part of whatever they shared. And that made him even more aroused. Lisa smiled up at him, her wrists. Jumping out of bed, I run out of the back door, hoping no one is watching as I feel the first drops of rain on my prancing, naked body. Imagining I’m taking a shower, I spread the warm rain over my body. My nipples instantly stiffen and the rain drips from them onto my tummy, some pooling in my belly button, then down to my pussy. I feel the warmth there and my juices stir while my flower opens to welcome the running water. I rub my most delicate, sensitive spots and moan. Thanks to my natural. She said, “You’re driving me crazy. I don’t want to come yet. I want this to last.” She was reaching high. I could feel it through her moans and she climaxed calling out my name like a chant.It was such deep satisfaction to feel the power I had over her. It was time to explore her ass and I asked her to turn around, but she said, “No, it’s my turn to explore.” Saying this she asked me to come up and lay on my back. She climbed on top of me.She got hold of my hand placing it aside and gripping. It would have been nice if Granny Iris' daughter had attended the funeral, but Odile had no idea where her mother was or whether she was even alive. The last time she'd heard from her, she was leaving England for a new life in the Republic of Scotland. It was anyone's guess whether she was still there or had left for somewhere else. If she was still in Scotland it would be unlikely that she'd be able to return to England through the barbed wire and minefields that graced the heavily armed.