Then she stopped and looked back at me over her shoulder and said "hey lets o out in the living room and fuck on the other couch with Chris out there...." I said ok of coarse without haste. So she hoped up and ran out to the living room with her pussy all wet and little tiny ass all jiggling as she ran out the door. When I got out there she was on her knees on the couch bent over with her head in the back cushin and arms behind her with her hands spreading her pussy open, and she told me to put it. I looked at the watch and it was only 4:30 in the morning and looking through the window, I saw there was some darkness outside still. Being a doctor, getting interrupted at this odd hour was nothing new for me. I got up and went to the main doors, and through the pin hole saw, the neighborhood girl was standing in front of my house, visibly terrified. I opened the door and she hurriedly told that her mother has had a heart attack. That was shocking though, and without caring much for my dress. And when I barely had any energy left in my body and convulsed in yet another orgasm, my legs and body abused by pleasure. He cummed. And this was the best thing ever, seeing him bury himself deeper inside of me, as moans escaped his mouth and all his muscles clenched in a powerful orgasm.That was the best sensation I have ever experienced. That night we fell asleep the way we were. He was still inside of me, his breath on my neck, his body on mines. He was somewhat heavy, but it felt too good,. She was a runner herself, and she now told us she often fantasised about being overtaken in the woods, and being overpowered and thoroughly and comprehensively shagged while pretending to put up a struggle. While we donned our running gear again she put on some of her own and left quickly. We gave her five minutes start and set out after her. When we came in sight of her she was running fast, dressed in tight white shorts, knee-high socks and a brief red top. She looked round when she heard us.