My hands freely roamed the creamy swell of her ass cheeks. Because she was helpless to resist, I leisurely grasped her smooth, rounded globes and drew... them widely apart. She struggled vainly to resist the intrusion. My index finger lightly tapped her tight puckered anal opening. She jumped a bit and rose up onto her toes."Time to begin, Claire," I announced. In total despair, she could only hang there, spread and open to me, and await my next move. She did not see me reach for the thin cane. It. I flirted with her quite often and she seemed to like it too. Our jokes about one another some times went too far indirectly referring to sex and kissing . It was time that her cousin was getting married so she invited me for the wedding . I was excited because the wedding would allow me to advance my moves. On the day of wedding I arrived at the venue . It was in a hotel they had booked rooms for the guests. I wore a black coat and Jeans and looked decent enough. My eyes kept looking for her .. It must be special, perhaps a surprise. She knew she would spend the night in bed with Martin after they left. It was obvious and she didn't really mind it. Once or twice a week for a few weeks wouldn't hurt. Greg didn't object, but seemed to look forward to being with Darleen. If that was the case, then she should not object, but make the most of whatever would come of the night.At the top of the stairs they entered the first door on the right. The room was blue, covered with drapes. Four. Both of us were panting. She kissed me. When I pushed her down, she grabbed my hair and kissed me again, trying to get her tongue into my mouth. I got a wrist and pinned it, her other hand was between my legs rubbing my semi hard cock. I grabbed her other wrist and pinned it too. I was gasping for air and crushing her under me, she was grinding her body against me. ‘You’re going to fuck me now Jack aren’t you.’ Her hair was messed by the struggle, one shoulder-strap of her dress was down on.