Then one of her massage sessions fell on my Birthday. She suggested she should cancel it and then we could do something special in the evening. I told... her that I would prefer that she had her massage, mainly because it would guarantee I got a fuck on my birthday. On my birthday I got a call at work from my wife. She told me she had changed her massage time to be an hour earlier so that I could pick her up on the way home. She told me to wait outside and she would come and find me. She told me. She bounced up and down slowly. She moaned loud and then started going faster. Her tits bounced as she rode my cock. That was my favorites part about a girl riding. She leaned back and it gave me a good view of her pussy sliding all over my dick. She pulled my cock out and sucked all of her cum off of it. I then layed her flat and climbed on top of her. My dick slid In easier this time but she was still tight. I thruster hard and slowly at first. She moaned loudly and wrapped her legs around. Tomorrow 10am.” Before she closed the door she faintly heard Amanda say to Nate, “Now where were we. Oh yes. I was fucking your brains out.” She quickly closed the door and thought to herself that everyone’s libido was working in over drive at that moment. Jack looked around the hall seeing the artwork along the hall and whistled. Funny the entire time Steph has been here so far she never noticed the artwork. Was it there last time? Or has she been so clueless to not even notice it was there to. Understanding, I took her hand in mine. She smiled contentedly and hugged our clasped hands against her thigh over her skirt. She rubbed my arm cozily, and turned back to the movie.I had never seen such a film. The movie was "Bicycle Thief," which had been released years earlier. The lilting rhythm of the original, unedited Italian dialogue rolling off the actors' lips, the newness of their attitudes and the earthy acting style -- all of it had me, as had happened so often since I arrived in.