It was delicious torture. My skirt rucked up around my hips and my legs clasped at his back gave the scene a sense of animal instincts. I clasped my a...ms around his head and hugged his face into my breasts as he humped me hard against the block wall. His body tensed under me, his neck was like the neck of a racehorse, his arms like steel bands holding me to his body. His huge cock strained inside my body as he tried to reach deeper and pleasure me even more.My pussy clutched the base of his. Why did she need to know that? If the answer was going to help me though I thought I had better indulge her curiosity. “Nearly, I was quite horny though so there might have been a bit more than normal” “I don’t think I have ever seen that much from my husband before.” Sandra said to me, “it looked quite an impressive amount, I bet it looked fantastic as it shot out of your cock, how about you show me another load?” I was staggered, I hadn’t expected this sort of response from Sandra. She was I. You're human. You momentarily didn't live up to your potential. Ruffle your hair, tell yourself to do better next time and let yourself off the hook. No one here thinks any less of you and I know one of us," she smiled at him, "thinks even more highly of you than she did before."She slid down beside him and held him, kissing him gently all over his face."Harry, I don't mean, in any way, to belittle how you feel. Tonight was rough, harder on you than on any of us, by orders of magnitude. Just. She kissed me, a light kiss on the cheek and said then, “Well.” “Yes, well.” I smiled. “It’s good to meet you at last.” “It really is.” There was something tangible in the air and I realised how clever she had been to arrange we meet like this. We had to meet like this. No lust to be revealed, nothing to get between our meeting and us. She turned to the barmaid, “A glass of sauvignon, please.” When the wine arrived we moved to a table and sat facing each other. “Now, little one, how are you?”.