He just smiled his smug little smile at me, eyes twinkling in the darkness. He simply sat on the floor next to shoes and golf clubs and I, less than g...acefully, moved on top of him, lowering my wet pussy onto his kilt. I kissed his neck; right where I knew would make him moan. I whispered between kisses, tormenting him, asking him politely "Please let me fuck you, let me ride your cock... please... I need it"I pushed his kilt up to his waist and held his hard cock, lowering myself onto it. He. Warren ripped at his suit and was naked in seconds. I walked over to him and stepped into his big arms for a hot kiss. The feel of his body against mine had me weak kneed. He was big and muscular with narrow hips and broad shoulders. I loved kissing his full lips and the feel of his big hands on my ass and breasts. He picked me up and ravaged my lips, neck and breasts.He laid me on the bed and began to lick my pussy with his expert tongue. I could feel my juices dripping into his eager mouth.. ‘There should be no scar provided we keep this wound clean.’ ‘We?’ ‘Used figuratively.’ ‘Oh.’ That response sounded tinged in disappointment. Merrick resisted looking at her, not wishing to display surprise. This woman was beginning to lift his heart-beat. He looked around the room and his gaze rested on the entrance door. Kirsty read his mind. ‘He’s at home for the holiday weekend – Monday is Columbus Day.’ Merrick beamed at her, attempting to conceal his delight by asking brightly, ‘Where do. He was intent as he watched her pour the coffee, his mouth fell open when he saw her take a napkin and wipe her pussy, and drop the napkin in the trash." The robe was open when she walked to the table with his coffee. He could see most of both breasts and everything around her pussy, taking note of the matted hair above her slit, as well as the juices, which she missed that run part way down her leg. The robe was quickly tied when they heard the footsteps, followed by the shriek."JJ," Eileen.