I had too much on my plate to concentrate on romance. So I had to some degree just pretend it wasn’t a problem. When I got time, I’d do something ...bout it.My guilt was embedded in my behaving like a silly woman who found her fantasy becoming a reality, and the reality becomes a nightmare. I’d enjoyed the reality of the fantasy more than I should have. Honey had fucked me twice to orgasm. I had enjoyed her being in me far more than I felt I should have.It wasn’t all to do with me being in. I took his hands in mine and raised them over us as his hips swept back and forth as I felt my body tighten and tense, ready for that grand release and passion I knew was on its way.Then he pushed hard down into me, holding himself fully inside me, pushing, pushing, as I exploded under him in a massive orgasm that filled the room with the brightest light imaginable. I shook and trembled and melted into his arms as he moved down to surround me in his arms to grip me tight as we kissed and. He was dominating her in front of me and I was becoming turned on by it. I think he realized I was as he was now smiling at me and started to pump in and out of her. Starting off slowly but he quickly quickened the pace, and then he was driving into her before I realized it. I was starting to get wet and it started to run down my inner thighs. I tried clenching them together but it was creating a pressure that was now starting to ache to be touched.Minutes had passed but seemed like hours and. “Hey Sleethe, feel like taking a bath?”Lena dipped her toes in the lake, the warmth of the morning suns beating down on her skin. She was starting to get a tan at this point, her porcelain complexion bronzing almost imperceptibly. There was a splash as Sleethe slid into the water on his belly, submerging himself and floating away from the shore. He rolled over, exposing his pale underside to the suns, seeking to warm his cold blood no doubt.Lena had brought a few things down to the lake in her.