He was quick to notice that, from his vantage point, her back was bare, and even her ass was completely bare below the fall of her long, loose reddish...brown hair.He thought, Damn! That's what I call sheer sexy perfection. I'm still astounded that such a goddess deigns to talk to me, much less have sex with me. Yet loves me just as much as I love her. And not only do we fuck, and it's as glorious as you'd hope with her body looking like that, but she wears my collar and calls me "Master"! Man, I. Her forehead wrinkled as she thought that over. “But how could we see anything...” she began, then got it. “Oh...OH!” she laughed. I drove out to Eagle Cove, which had a secluded campsite where we would be able to see anyone coming for quite a ways off, and we played the radio while drinking a few beers. Nikki cuddled up to me and I wrapped my arm around her, smelling her Taboo perfume (it still gives me a boner!) and nuzzling her red hair. I nibbled her ear and was rewarded by her sighs as she. “Make love to me,” she said, and we had a leisurely fifteen-minute coupling before she moaned softly and whispered, “Yes, yes, that was so sweet,” as we climaxed together. I quickly showered and she reminded me to give her and Harry an hour to an hour and a half the next day. The next morning I waited just inside the cottage. Harry waltzed in right on the dot and grabbed my crotch as we kissed. I said, “Got some news, Harry.” “What?” “Ms. Gibson...um, Gilbert needs to see you. Now. It’s. Insinuating a second finger deep into her cunt, I turned my hand palm up, flexing my fingers, scraping the interior wall of her tight, young cunt.Releasing my head, she grabbed a pillow and covered her face, muffling the words “Ohh God, yesss!”Wrapping my free hand under her thigh and over her belly, I continued my assault on her clit, sucking the nub into my mouth as my tongue rasped over and around it. My fingers, still buried deep inside her, flexing, scratching, searching for her g-spot..