Her thighs bulged a little where they left her cut-offs... very tanned and glistening with rain or sweat. She had rather small breasts, their shape de...ined mainly by the hard bulge of her nipples against the shirt. She wore a slightly mocking smile as she watched me contemplating her body but didn't really seem to mind.We didn't really manage any sort of conversation until we sat down to dinner. Half a cold chicken and a bottle of heavy red wine soon made their faces light up and put on a rosy. He didn’t move. He just stood there, looking at me.“Come over here,” I said.He walked slowly over to the bed. I could see the massive outline of his cock as he walked toward me. He was built like his father, all right — but larger. He moved toward my face, and I quit fingering my cunt and tits as I reached over and traced the outline of his cock through the cotton of his briefs.It was terribly hard and warm to the touch, straining against its fabric prison, begging for attention. I reached up. I could feel my juices running down the crevices of my legs, my face still coated in his cum. He bent down, putting his face to my pussy. I was shocked when I felt him lick my intimate little hole. He caressed it with his tongue and began to finger my pussy while he licked it. “Enough of your teasing and promises, I am going to take your ass now!” He punctuated his words with several resounding smacks on my ass cheeks. I moaned behind the ball gag, wishing I could beg him to mount me again.. I felt I was in the middle of the scene. I could feel the heat between her characters and could almost taste the sexual tension before they even recognized it themselves. I gripped one breast, feeling a little disappointed at having to keep one hand dry to turn the pages. This story was going to be an amazing one, I could already feel it building. As the story progressed, I could feel my own heat building, even in the hot water, my nipples were hard and aureoles tight. I pinched one hard and.