Through everything, we’ve been trying to find boundaries, but have been unsuccessful. Sara told me she used to be a wild girl when she was young...r, to which I replied, “i’d love to bring that girl back out.” It has become a challenge for me. We both have a day off. My fiancee is working all day. Her husband is at the school all day. We’ve arranged for me to come down for a couple hours and just cuddle. I get down there and we do just that. Her 3 kids are at school.. Having grown up in a family of all boys and where Mom was so uptight she could not even say the word “sex”, I was fascinated by her development. When her mother died of an allergic reaction to some food on a trip to France, I was the one who had to help her learn how to be a woman. So I had helped her get fitted with bras, helped her deal with feminine hygiene. Fortunately, Heather entered the picture before things got really crazy. But she was right that I had gotten a lot of pleasure. Shauna had her arms wrapped around both me and Eimile and was blubbering. I gently peeled her away and reholstered the pistol."Eimile!" came a woman's hard, angry voice. I looked; it was Caitlin, Eimile's mom. "Did ya say this boy raped you?" Aye, ah did," she said flatly. "When ah was fourteen the bastard caught me in this selfsame stable, dragged me up to the loft and had his way with me." Why did ya not tell us, child?" she gasped."Ah told him," she sneered and pointed with her chin towards. Someone who will wrap his hand around my slender throat and gently squeeze as he turns me around to face him, his free hand coming around to clasp my body against his. My breast pressing against his firm chest as his tongue plunders the darkest depths of my mouth, his hand loosening on my throat to once again grip a large fistful of hair. Soft moans escaping my lips as his palm slaps hard against my rump, the ripples of pleasure making me tremble as my arms go around his neck to pull him in.