His hands were working themselves up my body. He trailed his fingers across my inner thighs, and up over my stomach. He cupped my breasts and pressed ...himself down in between my legs. I arched my back up against him in response. I could feel the thoughts in my head getting hazy, in their place pure instinct took over. I fought against him and dug my nails into his back pulling his shirt over his head, and throwing it onto the floor where I was left with nothing less than his perfect body pressed. We’ll get there when we get there.”They had all slept along the way, though the bench seats and hard metal floor had offered little comfort. There were no blankets and only bare air flow, and the car alternated being cold and hot below the surface. Gene was beginning to have his doubts that the creaking, rumbling tram would hold together long enough to get anywhere before it broke into a million little pieces. Each time it rounded a corner, the whole thing shifted and leaned, loud metallic. He moved faster, going deeper with each stroke. Vicki moaned loudly, grabbing his ass. ‘Yes, oh yes!’ she said. She could feel the pressure within building, demanding release. No longer caring, she yelled, ‘Oh God,’ as she came. So underneath the warm sun, on a ledge near Rock Creek, two people, deeply in love, made passionate, meaningful love. Dr. Aaron Williams looked across his backyard. He had done pretty well in the last 18 years. He was a full professor at the local college and the author. I also fantasized about being the center of attention. Being fucked by more then one person. Being ravaged. Made to do things I only could only dream of. I couldn't help it I liked it. Something inside me snapped. Their going to fuck me anyway I should enjoy and live out my naughty fantasy. I began to eat her pussy. Her pussy tasted good. Better then my pussy when I would finger fuck myself and put my fingers in my mouth.Oh fuck that's it the woman told me. Fuck yeah. She leaned forward.