I moved upbehind her again and shoved my cock back up her ass hard,gripping her hips I dug my fingers into the fatty fleshof her hips and proceeded to...fuck her harder than beforekeeping one knee on the ground and the other up so Icould get my cock in further.She was loving it and started coming almost immediatelysaying, “Oh look Peter, look how he fucks me, look how hemakes me come,” she came again in floods and Peter stayedbeside me his cock hard again sticking out in front. ‘Smell it again, please,’ she said, smiling. I inhaled again. The smell was almost unbearable. ‘No, please,’ I whined. ‘It’s awful!’ ‘Yes, I know,’ she agreed patiently. ‘It won’t last long, I promise. Now, once more, please.’ Again I breathed in the rancid fumes, shaking my head slightly, slowly in the negative. ‘That’s wonderful, my dear. Now, look directly into my eyes, please. Yes, that’s it. Right into my eyes. Yes, perfect. What’s your name, dear?’ ‘Molly Mahone,’ I answered softly,. "I know a guy at school. Which comes back to the point of you needing a name, Henry." Julie argued. "So, you don't want to be named after a chicken. You want Eimear?" No, that's ... She's not even here anymore, so that makes no sense." I tried to think of all the women's names I knew that appealed. Not one stood out to me and screamed "this is your name." It's odd enough that people wouldn't think it was a fake." Trish suggested, "A common enough name on an ID and everybody assumes it's a fake.. The next song was a little more slow and romantic, she rested her head on my chest and I held her caressing her back. I planted a couple of casual pecks on her hair. Her palms were on my chest and she planted a couple of kisses on my chest.We looked at each other and hesitantly, our faces came closer. Our lips brushed and we could feel each other’s breaths. We broke away and now we were breathing heavier and after a pause, we held each other to kiss. We kissed a little and then hugged. I kissed.