"I inhale deeply feeling the warmth of him, knowing I am comfortable and safe."Well I was late out of work," I began my tale, "and I foolishly decided...to take the short cut home, you know I don't like walking down those country lanes when its dark but I couldn't bear the thought of having to walk all that extra way to keep to the main roads. I know it was stupid, I didn't feel safe as I was walking."I felt my husband's hand stroke my arm soothingly, not uttering a word, just listening."As I was. Briefly I noticed Ron avidly watching, his hard cock in his hand. Arms straight on either side of her body, so he and I could both watch the moment of penetration, I skewered my thick hard hunk of meat into her hot wet open twat. My prick sunk into her depths until my balls mashed into her crack. I lifted out, the skin of my shaft glistening with her juice. The rhythm of the fuck came quickly as I thrust in and out of her clasping snatch. Hard and fast I fucked her, deeper, harder, faster. Kate. The presence of her small hand in mine sent a warm feeling up my arm that radiated through my entire body.It was a magical moment. Both of us felt it. Neither of us spoke, afraid to break the spell on the nearly deserted beach. Finally when we had almost walked out of beach I felt a tug on my arm and turned to walk the other way. Millie had stopped and was looking out to sea. I noticed that she had a far-away look in her eye. We stood there for a couple of minutes and finally she turned to me,. I lock eyes with you for only a second and know you’re the one I want. He comes back and you two make plans for the rest of the night. Finally the bar flies leave. They stagger out the door causing a raucous as they bump and jostle each other, too drunk to walk let alone drive. You two are the last to leave. You go to his car in the back of the parking lot and I follow. He’s leaning on you with his arm around your shoulders. This infuriates me. You are MY prey, not his. He fumbles with his keys.