"Don't say that. I want to be with you, isn't that enough?"He was comforted by her words, and the sweetness of her gesture. She had corrupted his mind...entirely, or maybe he was still caught up in the emotions that had been stirred by sex. Whatever the cause, he was deeply considering pursuing a relationship with this girl, despite the inherent difficulties. "We shall see, Buffy," he said with a wistful sigh. The logical part of his brain had intervened, finally, and prevented him from making. Oh, how I wish my husband would walk down now! I honestly had no idea how I would react, whether I would even attempt to cover myself or not. The fantasy quickly became too much as I felt my orgasm building. Uuugh! Fuck mommy faster! I commanded. Chris grunted an answer of yes, and held my body tightly against his, allowing him to fully control how hard he entered me. I, on the other hand, covered my mouth with both palms, trying to stifle the volume of moans. Yes! Yes! Ye-Auuuggghh!. Without moving his head, he gasped out, "Thank you, Kirstin. There's been so much stuff going on, I was about to burst. Um, can I, um, do anything for you?" You sweet, sweet man, you! Do you know how?" Uh, no, uh, I've never done..." Well, I'm the lucky gal who gets to give you your first lesson, then!" She sat up on the edge of the tub and had him kneel in front of her. Seeing him there brought her up short for a moment: she was a faithful married woman! Was this adultery she was. She looked in her late teens or early twenties, and he licked his lips; she would be the prettiest girl to date. Of course, this wasn't the first time he had done this. In the last six months, he had attacked in Carlisle, Manchester, Skipton, Hull and Nottingham; his nomadic existence meant that his attacks were never linked and five separate police forces were chasing him.They were never going to find him, he was sure of that. He ensured that he always wore a condom so that they never had any.