” I sit up and check my email. “You are becoming very brave Steph.” Shit, how does he know my name? Oh yes, It’s part of my email address. “...That’s not fair, I don’t even know your name.” I reply. “Just call me Chris,” He replies. I lay back in the sun but after a while I am so aroused I need to orgasm. I jump up, grab my towel and head for the trees. I drop my towel and rub myself against a tree, grabbing my breasts and squeezing my nipples. Both hands head down to my pussy. Frantically I push. I didn't want to go home, not yet so I drove to a remote area where I knew I would be alone. My body was hot from tanning, but inside as well from my thoughts of him. I got out of the car, lit a cigarette and drew in a deep breathe and let it out hard. The crisp night air caused my skin to tingle. I threw down the cig on the ground and lifted myself up onto the hood of the car.I left the ignition so that the radio would continue to play. Sitting on the hood of the car, I could feel not only the. ”“Ream my ass!” I said. “But you’re NOT going to fuckit!”I like being fucked by long THIN cocks. This cock wastoo big for MY asshole. I’m a pretty big guy, and if Isay NO FUCKING, there will be NO FUCKING. I leaned overand presented my ass to him.I have reamed my wife. I love doing it, and my wifeloves receiving it, but again, NO ONE has done this forme. He kissed my ass cheeks and licked up and down mycrack. He reached between my legs with one hand to. In my mind, I could even see the faint outline of her bra through the thin cloth of her blouse and, unbidden, my mind began to see one small, excruciatingly beautiful breast carefully hiding behind each cup. I remembered the faint glimpse of silky smooth leg I’d gotten as she was taking her seat.This is silly, I thought. I don’t want to frustrate myself with erotic thoughts, nor do I want to insult Sabrina, even silently in my head. But try as I might, I couldn’t concentrate on anything.