” I whispered into her ear, pumping so hard her pelvis bounced off crotch, the reverberations of my impact rippling deep in her clenching cunt. She ...azed from racoon eyes, the liner smeared down her cheeks, a portrait of lecherous defeat. “Say it.” I hissed. Her red lips parted, each breath a labor of ecstasy, each exhalation a cry. “You win!” She mewled, her expression supplicant and lustful, “Now fuck me like you hate me!” I removed the chain that bound her ankles to her wrists, spread her. If Ed wanted to keep conversing with her, he had to initiate. "Can I… Can I fuck you?" he asked while gulping nervously."Why?" her response was immediate."After seeing you naked, I just kinda want to," he admitted."It's gonna hurt. And I won't feel good at all," she countered."I'll buy you something really nice. You're not saving your virginity for anyone, are you?" I've seen those videos on your laptop. I've tried that thing you call masturbation. It did not feel good at all," she explained.. One of her favorite places to get naked was on the shore of a local lake, in a cove that only a few locals actually frequented, and that was usually on weekends. On week days, she'd take our large, white German Shephard to the beach and play fetch with him. He would go into the water but usually stopped before he was in very deep. If the beach was deserted, she'd take off her top as she played with him and, if she left me a note saying where she was, I'd go to the cove after work and from the. She glanced over her shoulder towards the back door and I thought I was dead, I thought she was looking for her husband and I was about to get my ass kicked. She must have seen the misery on my face as she laughed and told me her husband would be home soon but why didnt I come round tomorrow at lunchtime to do some more work on my plane? I couldnt believe it, was this woman inviting me round at a time when her husband was at work? Would I finally get the chance to see what sex was all about? I.