What had started as a simple fuck turned into something much more. Somewhere lust was replaced by love. Desire and passion, precious as the air we bre...ath consumed us. It was not fucking, it was making love. Anyone can have sex or can fuck someone, but it is special when you find someone you bond with. With that person, you make love. It's special, it is life changing. It alters a persons thoughts, dreams, goals and desires. No longer is life about you, it is about "us." Plans are made for a. The kind of 'chill' that travelled the core of the spine. First up. Then back down, before settling, just there, in the area above the tail bone.It started with an exchange of polite smiles. Then a little small-talk. The young girls name was Ella. She was new in town and obviously didn’t know anyone. The older woman was Marjory. She sat closer to the girl as they talked more. She used softly spoken, low tones that made the young girl talk more freely, more openly. She used understanding little. Their house was only a ten minute walk away but before got there the fun started. Down a little lane Sarah, who by now was very drunk, told us she wanted to see our cocks. She smiled when presented with three semi-erect cocks, dropped to her knees took us two in each hand and Paul in her mouth. Talk about a tease! Once we were all twitching and hard she made us zip up and drunkenly skipped homewards......Once inside she wasted no time and was down to just her panties and bra in the hallway. ‘It's okay, not much longer now.’ I kept telling myself. In another fifteen minutes I would be home and could rip these clothes off and have a hot bath. The wind picked up and the cold started to seep through my clothes. It was early March, but spring hadn’t quite kicked in yet, making the nights still very cold. Despite my large breasts, my body was tiny with little to no fat and it didn’t take long for me to get cold. I could feel my nipples getting hard, and the sensation started to get me.