We headed back, stopping at a restaurant on the way for dinner. We sat down, relaxed and had a drink and some food, talking about the hike, looking at... our pics, holding hands and just enjoying being with each other. She laughed at my jokes, which was great, because the more she laughed, the more I got to see her beautiful smile. At one point, Casey told me she had been in and out of relationships for awhile, but at no point in time had she ever seen a man look at her like I looked at her. She. ‘Hi.’ She said. She had a lovely voice as well. Up close it was even harder to tell how old she was. She was not a girl she was definitely a woman. I put her down as in her early thirties. ‘Tammy had nothing on today.’ I wished she hadn’t. ‘So she decided to come with me to help you unpack.’ Michelle continued. ‘Where’s Jenny.’ ‘We had a friend name of Cleo stopping with us over Christmas.’ I explained as I hoisted my lap top strap onto my shoulder and picked up my suitcase as we began. Restlessly, I thought about us, about Ed, about the future. It was so frightening, and yet it was actually possible to visualise a future with Sarah, if we could just wait until she left school. I would plan a trip for us, a big, big trip to the places whose names haunted my atlas. Marrakesh, Nepal, Kashmir, Ceylon ... Sarah would have a gap year to last a lifetime. Wouldn't it seem entirely natural for two young women to go travelling together, for security and companionship? Maybe we would. I do as I'm told and you grab on my hip with one hand and slide the other hand down the spine of my back all the way to my still ridiculously soaking wet pussy and open up the tightness to make room for your cock to get in once again. Of course with the amount of juices you're making my body produce, you enter me with ease and begin fucking me hard and raw. I'm screaming your name, begging you to hurt me bad, smack me up, make me bleed I need pain. You rip me back by my hair and push in me as.