After some time she settled and I asked how is it. She replied she was in heaven. Then I kissed on forehead and started moving slowly up and down. She...was moaning.The entire room was echoing with the moaning and anklets bells sound rhythmically. I increased the speed and moved fast. After 2 hours of continuous fuck she came to orgasm and my self cum in her cunt. She tied my hip with her legs tightly and not allowed to remove my dick from her cunt. After some time she loosened her legs and asked. Carol doesn’t really flirt, never has, so she just stayed calm. At lunch, she had to go really bad, but Mark was on the other side of the building. She tells me that she considered just going, but just went along with it anyway. When she finally got to Mark, she had to go so bad, she told him “I’m on lunch, but I can’t talk, I have to pee really bad” (so eloquent) and she stayed a second and looked right at him. Mark said “okaaay?” and didn’t do anything about it. She ran to the restrooms. Tracy had not even mentioned that he had asked for her phone number. Amy took another look at the photo. It was stunning. He captured sunbeams coming from behind a cloud with a majestic tree and a man in silhouette sitting on a park bench. He mentioned that he liked photography on their date, but Amy assumed he was just naming a perfunctory activity, the same way so many people listed ‘hiking’ as a hobby on their resume but never actually hiked. She put her phone back in her bag and wondered. ..”“Which it is,” I interjected.“And we still really love each other...” he continued.“Which we do,” I added.“Which we do,” Pete repeated. “Then maybe we’re just found a whole new and exciting lifestyle for our old age.”“Hey! Who are you calling old?” I demanded, elbowing him playfully in the groin.Pete pretended to be hurt then dropped to his knees alongside my chair.“I would still like to watch you,” he whispered. “Remember what we talked about? All our fantasies?”“I don’t know, Pete,” I.