They had decided to meet me at work and had missed me so headed towards my place figuring to me. I havent said much about Joanne yet so let me do that...now. She was a year younger than me, and I had known her for a long time. It was one of those things where our families knew each other, and we were always around each other and it was sort of expected by all everyone that we'd end up dating, and being together. It seemed that everyone elses plan was working on schedule. Now I doubt that our. But I can see she is already waiting for me on one of the cement benches, sun gleaming off her long glossy black hair. There's one other car there but who knows where they are... the object of my lust is only seconds away.As I settle the truck, I am still looking over at the curves of her womanly shape... encased in casual if revealing attire. She looks as nervous as me, but we both put up a front and act as if we've known each other forever.Hi sweetie.Well, nice to meet you finally. Are you. Her tail began to move against him again, caressing and tickling him. "Faster, harder."He pushed her forward and brought her back. He rocked his hips forward as he did this. "Yes Ron, do me," she called out. He started bucking against her harder and faster, her hips pushing back against him with every stroke. "Yes. Oh Ron, oh Ron, oh Ron!" She was screaming out his name with every thrust now. Her tail twitched and quivered in front of his face. He took hold of it at the base and slammed into. Emily’s hands were in my hair. They did not grip but caressed my scalp; further encouragement if any were needed. For some reason a thought, unbidden came to me and I nearly giggled. The words my Dad often quoted, words from Winston Churchill. ‘Let us therefore brace ourselves to our duties.’ Brace myself I did indeed and went to my duties with renewed vigour. Perhaps the Prime Minister’s words were as inspiring now as in 1940. The sole inspiration I needed though was the delicious prize of.