After closing the blinds I go through my mental list of things that I need. I planed to use my vibrator so I placed it with a tube of lubricant on the...bed. I can already feel that I slowly get wet. Arousing myself with the thought of you returning home and finally feeling your touch again. Deciding that everything is in place I turn on the stereo and the quite sound of my favorite Jazz CD fills the room. Lying down on the bed I close my eyes and let the music fill my mind. My hands lay across. At times she held my head tight and then would push me away.She never was quiet. There was a soft whimper, then a moan; a gasp and "Oh God". These were words that said pure pleasure. Her body was in continuous motion; her ass lifting off the seat to meet the movement of my fingers and tongue. Her hips had a rhythm all their own.Vicky must have turned in her seat. She was taking pictures. The flash made it more erotic.I felt the truck stop and heard the door open. It seemed to be an echo, "We're. I also liked to lick underarms. I was fucking and licking her underarms neatly. She pulled me to kiss on my lips. I became aggressive and started fucking very hard. She already came a lot. I was feeling tired after an hour fucking and came inside her pussy.I could feel our mixed cum flowing on my balls. My cock was still inside her pussy. I started getting an erection again. I started fucking her again. Now she was acting so wild and screaming to tear her pussy. She was crying to fuck her. "Seconds?" The was a dreamy quality to Sharon's voice as if she were actually far away. Matt wondered if she was thinking of her time in London."Well... actually... Matt... you... just... had... sloppy seconds..." WHAT?!" What?" We've landed Ma'am."As Sharon entered the baggage carousel area she saw Matt. He sprinted towards her and kissed her passionately. Sharon felt her body respond. She wanted nothing more then to be in his arms.A FEW DAYS LATERSharon was nervous as she knocked on Gina's.