I was just about to ask him what'sup when he mumbled about needing to go for a run and was out the door.It dawned on me that I had been flirting prett...y hard with him all day andit was confusing him. Actually, it was confusing me too. I never lookedat any man in a sexual way, but all I could think of is how much I likehis hand on my knee and how much I wanted him to kiss me. To curl up inhis arms. To put my feet in his lap. Have him rub my nylon coveredarches and toes. Good lord what was. We had a coffee and a chat and then he said he had to go off to do some chores but could we go to the hotel that night, umm ok i guess, so he rang the hotel and booked the lodge which is a log cabin set back about 100 yards from the main hotel, wanting total privacy of course, so while he was out i prepped my bag, i packed my leggings, fetish hood, boots, gloves, wetlook top, all my bondage gear and condoms etc.Around 5:30 he rang me and said he’d pick me up in his mini bus around 6:30 so thats. The friction massaged the tip of my cock. The delight melted down to my cunt. My pussy grew hotter. My ovaries drank in the heat, full of my cum.I would spurt so much.I thrust with wild strokes. I pumped away fast and hard. I buried into Wendy’s bowels, not holding anything back. My precum lubed the way, letting me drive into her with powerful thrusts that would have her crying out in rapture.“Jenny! Jenny! Jenny!” Wendy gasped over and over, her asshole squeezing about my bowels. Her flesh. The next few times, I managed to follow her pelvis as it jerked up and down, and after her biggest cum yet, when she relaxed and flopped back down on the bed, my middle finger popped through her sphincter up to the first knuckle and she immediately leapt right back into another big orgasm. She even squirted, soaking my beard and neck. Her screams and reduced to whimpers, and it sounded almost like she was crying, so I backed off and flopped over next to her."Sparrow? You ok love?" I could feel.