You lie behind me, your body fitting around mine. I push my ass back into your lap, feeling so contented with your chest pressing into my back. We bo...h drift off to sleep, your arm wrapped over me, our legs tangled. The next morning, I wake up to the lovely sensation of you kissing my neck. I let out a sleepy moan, not quite being able to believe that something can feel so good – not sure if I’m still dreaming. Your hand rests on my hip, exactly where I like it. You make me hot so quickly,. Betty got up and went to the bag she had brought her clothes in and looked for the picture. The picture wasn't in the bag. Betty got a worried look on her face and then her face brightened. She went to her purse and searched for the picture. After a minute she pulled a piece of paper from her purse and brought it to Ed. Ed unfolded the paper and Betty put her face in her hands to hide her shame. The picture showed Betty on her hands and knees with one man behind her and another pushing himself. We had landscapers that minded the hedges and flower beds, but I took care of the grass, a chore that was made enjoyable by my high end ride on lawn mower. I completed the front yard, casually finishing off a couple beers in the process, and pulled the mower up to a large storage shed to refill it with gas. While I stood there I looked up and admired my work, it was an over cast summer day, warm but not hot, prefect for doing yard work. My eyes slid along the house and stopped at the sight of. Nobody pushing things too far, just enjoying being close to each other, and feeling each others lips once again. The Bouncer knocks on the door, as Ambers fingers are running through Johns hair, her arms pulling his body so close to hers, as soft moans escape them both. John, ever the gentleman, doesn’t let his hands move anywhere, other than to run through her long blonde locks. The knock at the door makes her jump, as they both realise what they’re doing. Amber quickly climbs off John, and.