His vision snapped back to the TV screen, and then back to Rosalin. Under his breath he said, “Holy shit.”He put out his hand, “Nice to meet you...Rosalin. Exceptionally nice.”Rosalin smiled and moved to kiss Jon’s cheek. After the buss, she said, “Do you like my movie? I had such fun making it, although that particular film was about five years ago.”“You ... you ... you ... are wonderful in it,” Jon sputtered, his voice tinged with admiration. He had a big shit-eating grin on his face.“I hope it. "Do you like the view?" I asked in my sexiest voice."Delightful. Absolutely stunning." He said, directing his gaze back to my face. I just smiled."Why don't we head over to the next property then?" I said, breaking the tension that had been building between us as we stood there, silently taking each other in."Sure." So, we returned to my car. Carl held my door open again and had an even better look at my lace covered pussy as I sat, then swung my legs into the car and the budge in his pants. ‘Katarameni gynaika,’ he muttered under his breath, pulling up an old crate to sit on. ‘I don’t have a clue what you said, old buddy, but it didn’t sound nice.’ Finding some small relief in seeing his friend’s eyes open, Niko shot him a sardonic smile. ‘I was cursing at my wife. She’s a stubborn woman.’ ‘Cut her some slack,’ Olan rasped. ‘She’s had a pretty big shock.’ ‘I know, but she can’t seem to get her mind around having her husband back or give up the fool notion that she’s going to be. He kissed me hard and I returned the hunger as he made one final, deep lunge that sent us both over the top. His fingers intertwined in mine as he held my arms high and vulnerable above my head, his weight crushing my big boobs flat in a way I knew he loved. Both of us squealing and shaking with passion. Our spiritual overtaken and consumed by physical passion for the moment.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~As we snuggled close in bed, both of us were content not to talk for a.