She reached for my ass and squeezed. I responded by forcing myself against her.I looked at her and she smiled at me saying, "Now, isn't this better Ba...by?" I gushed back, "Oh Aunt Beth, I love you." as I kissed her on her cheeks. "I know baby, I love you too." I kissed down to her lips and down to her neck. She began to rock up and down and I responded by pumping my cock out and them in to her again and again. I reached her tits with my lips and came in her pussy... the most intense feeling I'd. The stranger seems amused by her attempt at resisting his charms. He casually leans on the door frame, almost entering her personal space but she refuses to give into the urge to step back. His proximity almost consumes her every other thought until he hands a package to her. ‘If you’re Faith J. Flint, then I have this package for you. It’s from Purplestone Publishing House.’ Faith gapes at him. She hasn’t even noticed that he was holding a small package this whole time. ‘But… you’re not. Paul had some staying power but eventually, buried balls deep in Jaq, his arse clenched and fired his seed into her married pussy. Jaq stood up and pulled her panties back on, not wanting cum running down her legs. After cleaning her face up with tissues from her handbag, we had some small talk before we departed to get some dinner.As we walked to the edge of the beach, Paul ran up to us. He pushed some notes into my hand, wanting to treat us to dinner for being such great sports. I did not. She sipped at it daintily, the whiskey warming her belly, and sighed happily.“Yep, that’s what I needed, they’re so stingy with their booze on the carrier.”“Yeah I hear that,” Schaffer replied with a chuckle, “back when I used to work in customs on the Pinwheel the alcohol was always the first thing to go missing whenever we took inventory.”He swilled his beverage around in his mouth, enjoying the flavor, this really was a good bottle. He wondered briefly who it had originally belonged to, had.