I asked how many and she simply said that we needed to go to our local bar and let her pick.Dressed like the cunt I always loved, no bra,no panties,sh...ort skirt, we entered our bar and found a few of our friends there. None knew she was visiting so all were clad to see her and made over her.The next few hours were made up with drinking, feeling,flirting,and teasing. She whispered that we needed to go back to our room and she'd share her picks to fuck her.Back in our room and in bed she stroked. “That was quick,” I noted. “How are we doing, little girl?”Her eyes, which had been squeezed shut, slowly opened. “I, I don’t know what to say. I’m sorry, Mr. Gray.”“Sorry for what?”“That I, you know, was so quick,” she was still catching her breath. “It just, well, it felt so good and I guess I was waiting for something like that all evening.”“Nothing to be sorry about. If you come like that with just a touch on your clit, we’re going to have a great time.” As I began to rub her pussy. There were a few woodland trails close to our caravan site and late that afternoon I suggested to Karen that we go on a walk. She was a bit hesitant at first, but I talked her round by reminding her that we would be alone in the middle of the woods. She looked so good in a pair of denim shorts that really showed off her great legs, and a blouse tied at the waist. I told her to bring a sweater in case it got cooler and also to bring her ear phones so that she could connect to her mobile and. The brown eyes filled up with tears, and she leaned over and put her headon his shoulder. She started sniffing. Oh God, he'd made her cry. Why wasshe crying?"I'm so happy? so happy," she said into the fabric of his coat. That night, they stayed up late, at first trying to resolve theirproblems and apologise and forgive, but they both only felt trulyreunited once he was charging his cock into her sweet pussy, forcinggasps and sighs and finally screams and gibberish out of her body. Soon after.