She smiled reached up and pulled my head down to her so our lips could meet once again. She has the sweetest lips. As our tongues were searching for e...ach other, my hand found her breast and started fondling and kneading it. I could feel her erect nipple and my finger and thumb zeroed in and started pulling on it. As our lips separated, I let go of her breast and raised my hand up to slide her dress off her shoulder. As I guessed when we hugged at the station, she was wearing thin bra. Her. That thought seemed particularly apt to her at the moment, as I repeatedly bury my cock deep within her. My face pressed into her neck, my breaths are hot, hard, heavy, just like our sex. I'm extremely quiet during sex, when I'm enjoying a hard rough fuck. Always, the only sounds I make are those of my breathing, and a loud groan as my cum erupts into the woman. Daya is whimpering between her heavy, labored breaths, it is too much for her to take. The primal animal lust, the hard cock pressing. I could feel his soft wet lips kiss my breasts, sucking and licking my hard pink nipples as he gently fingered me and rubbed my clit. My hips quivered as I raised my butt off of the mattress indicating to him that I wanted something more. Kissing my lips, he removed my blindfold telling me he wanted me to see his face as he fucked me like the slut I am. Taking his hard cock he slapped my face and shoved it down my throat. Gagging he pulled it and rammed it in my wet pussy. I yelped from the. If their speed was too fast or too slow, he didn't mind breaking off and going at his own pace. Late in the month, Jason sent off the package with the lighter-weight gear to the planned mail drop; Duane called to say he'd received it, and there was a package heading Bradford way with the heavier stuff he wouldn't need for the summer. Apparently everything was going well, and he was having as much fun as he'd expected.By the end of the month they were getting ready for the Maple Leaf Renaissance.