Wet clothes aren't the end of the world anyway and staying dry is not my main priority right now. Instead, my main priority is having you balls deep i...side me. Fucking me like it’s the one and only fuck you'll ever have!I hear you behind me, your body moving through the water as we head out to where it's a bit deeper... now at my waist. Your kiss back at the camp is still in my mind and on my lips, cool water around my legs, crunchy gravel massaging my feet, a full moon above us and a bit of. Under the jacket, Melissa wore only a tiny white lace bra. The bra framed her lovely breasts to mouthwatering effect. She was showing some cleavage but again, not too much, nothing tarty or anything. Just enough to tantalise. Especially if she leant forward a little bit because then you could just about see her nipples ... but only from certain angles and only if you really stared.Melissa was in a good mood, having just paid a visit to the all male accounts department. The purpose was. ”“You do, don’t you? Bed me, that is.”“Oh God, yes! I don’t think I have ever been so attracted to a woman before!”We kissed again. This time, my hands went up the back of her blouse, unhooked her bra, and came around front to explore and fondle her boobs. Meeting no resistance and hearing only moans, I knew things were going to end wonderfully.We managed to break apart again and drop clothes as I led the way to my bedroom. By the time we fell on the bed, we were naked. I wasted no time getting. ‘What’s the real story on her, Mark? ‘ Adam asked, seriously. ‘Actually, considering you work here, you should know even more. ‘ ‘What does my working here have to do with her? ‘ Adam asked, confused. ‘Damn! You really don’t know do you? ‘ Mark chuckled and drank down his beer. Adam poured him another one. ‘ I hate to be the one to piss you off, but Jesse is not only your landlady, but also your boss. Gerald Borg is Jesse’s stepfather, but don’t ever call him that. She barely acknowledges he.