Her nose was tiny, what I would call the ideal. Her mouth was rather pouty, but I attributed that to the fact that she was concerned about my welfare.... In fact, she was a very delicate looking creature. Besides the beauty that was evident, I could also sense a very special spark in her demeanor.I was amazed by the fact, that as a complete stranger, she had stopped to make sure I was OK.She looked very similar to a girl I had gone out with in college. We had dated several times before she quit. Although she must have been around twenty, her body was that of a teenager; lean, hard, and ready for penetration.Her smooth skin was tanned to a uniform deep brown with no lines or imperfections. A few grains of sand still clung to the damp patches on her inner thighs, with a wider gap between them than I have ever seen on any woman. Her outer labia were smooth and shaven, exposing the narrow slit of her tight pussy. I leaned over and kissed it gently, inhaling the odors of her cunt and. "Does Emily still want me to make love to her," Jack said nervously to Brooke, who smiled back at him."No, Jack. Emily wants to get fucked."Jack's eyes widened slightly at his wife's words. Brooke's tone wasn't sarcastic. But Jack still feared she would be calling things off shortly, or that at the very best she would resignedly tell him to proceed with what Em said she wanted while she threw daggers at him with her eyes the entire time. But for her to seem suddenly on board with the idea took. I have to go home. Mom broke her leg trying to learn how to water-ski and I have to go home and take care of her... and do her work around the house. I don't know if I can stand it. It's not just missing Bill and... well, you know... he's done it to me six times so far and each time seemed better than the last. Maybe he's got me pregnant? That would solve everything, even if I'd get a real rough time from the family. All it would mean is that I'd get married two years sooner than we planned. My.