.. I... I can't.” He said, finally. “Please, I've waited so long.” He sighed, and let is actions take precedence. He kissed me swiftly, and by t...he way he was breathing, I knew he was hard again. We went into his back seat, and he pulled the seats down so that we had more room. He shared one last, hot kiss with me, then started to take off my blouse. I was thankful at that moment only that I had worn my beautiful green and black lace bra that showed almost my whole breasts. He looked down, and. I pulled up and made you grind back making my dick slide into your pussy which was really really wet from the shower and slipped in real quick. I started fucking you slowly and slamming into you every few thrusts, making you moan more and more. And I could feel your legs starting to tremble. “Let’s finish up showering and take it back to the bed baby” I said as I slammed full force one time and pulling out.“Mmmmm ok baby.” You finished rinsing and as you stepped out you grabbed my dick.“I’ll be. One of the surprising things that had happened, once the embrace of sexual freedom had captured them all in intense pleasure seeking, was that they all turned from resenting their isolation to luxuriating in it. Another surprising effect was that the petty arguments that had occasionally aggravated their lives completely disappeared. It was hard to get angry at anyone with whom you had shared orgiastic release hours before, and knew would be a partner soon again. Instead, any disagreement was. Then the next time should be a complete pleasure, he insisted. I shall scarcely bear it, she said and she rearranged her shift, pulled on her cloak and shoes and went to leave him. Are we still friends? he asked. Friends, no, I believe I hate you, she said quietly, You abused me, good night. He lay back as the door closed, watching the candles guttering in the sudden draft as he listened to her footsteps receding as she went down the stairs. He wanted her again already, but he was sure it would.