." Right, it's just for the two of us. Now, is there anything you'd like to do this afternoon?" Could we make love again? I'd try to give you an orgas...m this time." That would be lovely. And whether or not I have an orgasm doesn't matter. I will, sooner or later, don't worry."So, I got up between her legs and led my cock back into her. She was very wet and I slid right inside her with ease. Oh, yes, that wonderful feeling again."Good, Phillip?" Oh, god, so good. I want to do this forever." Well,. Her neck was delicate, thin, the veins pulsing beneath her dusky skin. Her shoulders were straight and somewhat broad, slightly bowed like some aboriginal weapon.Her breasts were small and rounded, the nipples slightly upturned as if they were expecting a kiss upon them. Her nipples were hard little pebbles centered in dark chocolatey aureoles. Each breast a study in perfection, a delicate palm full.Her belly was flat and unmarked, a tiny cup of navel displayed. That was rather elongated. They had ridden about a mile when they heard shots being fired. They sounded like a small caliber pistol and were being fired in groups of three. CRACK ... CRACK ... CRACK ... This was followed by a lengthy pause, and then another set of CRACK ... CRACK ... CRACK ... This was the sort of noise one should make if he was trying to attract attention and asking for help. The noise suggested that a woman was doing the shooting, since the noise was the kind of sound made by a very small caliber gun,. Evelyn reached for Ben’s erection, managing to twist her body so she could take him in her mouth without losing the contact of his mouth on her pussy. Avidly, her mouth moved up and down the rigid pole, which jumped and pulsed against her lips. ‘Mmmmmmmmm!!!!!’ Ben moaned into Evelyn’s spasming opening while she sucked him. She acted as if the vibration of his moans adding to her pleasure. His body was wracked by powerful sensations as, lying in the traditional ’69’position, they worked on each.