The action of my hand pulling her back and my cock thrusting her forward had a unique motion to it. My heart was pounding and I wanted to fuck her lik... never before. The only parts of our bodies that were touching was her cunt and my cock; apart from me pulling on her hair. She started to grunt. Each time my cock entered her, she grunted. This spurred me on. I fucked her harder and faster. I pulled her hair back a little harder each time. This made her grunt a little harder and with a slightly. Each pounding of her pussy results in a ripple through them, like a wave of pure sex. His movements intensify in both rapidity and force. His thighs are slapping at hers with each thrust. The breasts bounce in perfect time … Off screen — My God, that’s hot, she thinks. Her hands squeeze her breasts hard, remembering the feeling that she had as they bounced back and forth across her chest. It had felt good at the time, but she had no idea it looked so good from his viewpoint. On screen — His. I reached out to him and waited for him to take my hand. But it wasn’t his hand that took mine. I tried to look for him but I wasn’t allowed to move. I needed him back, I needed him to tell me it was ok. I was starting to fade, the edges of everything was growing burry and dim. I didn’t understand what was going on and I need him here to tell me. He always tells me when I don’t understand. The fading was getting worse, until the last thing I heard was my name as everything faded out completely.. I sat a moment looking at the empty space in our double garage wondering why Beth was not home, and the remembered that she said she was working until 8:00 PM tonight.I walked into the house, kicked my boots off, dropped my lunch box by the sink, and stripped my shirt off as I headed to the bathroom to get a much needed shower. Our laundry closet door was open so I deposited my work clothes in the hamper and now naked stepped into the bathroom.As I look back now, that is when it all started.