With very little effort, he diverted his hands temporarily and shoved the shirt up over her breasts, exposing them, before returning his hands to her ...hest.Still, she made no effort to escape. It wasn't as if he were holding her down, he thought. All she had to do was roll off him. But she stayed on him, still moaning, still gyrating her hips slowly against his body.By now, Sue's a****l urges were exerting themselves in a serious way. If he didn't stop soon, she thought, she wouldn't have the. As I was finishing up he joined me there, we just talked about a few little things; he was friendly, not aggressive and not shy. Middle of the road for being a friendly guest. As I was leaving I had to brush past him…suddenly there was a hand on my ass! I stopped and backed up a little, his caress turned into a grab and squeeze. He was checking to see what I was wearing under the sarong…no luck with two wraps of material.“They’re pretty brief cotton bikinis.” I offered. He groped a little more. As he fucks her, she takes her weight on one hand and reaches back with the other to adjust his grip on one of her thighs. Pulling it off, then placing it back in a more comfortable spot. We get a good look at a couple of little scratches and a tiny spot of blood where he’s been gripping her.And then – as suddenly as it started - the energetic, rock and roll part of the fuck is over – it didn’t last long, but it’s done enough to knock all the wind out of our guest ... She’s quiet now, head. She laughed and said to bring it one. So we started with the basics, school, how she met Tom and then their life before k**s. Like her Mother and Grandmother she was again very frank and open when it came to her sex life. As we talked about that a bit, I gave her a perspective of a guy about how the relationship changes after c***dren. She listen intently when we talked of the mother, wife, lover roles and how the third suffers from the burden of the first two. It seemed like a light went off.