Her response was a very emphatic “NO” followed by the rest of the message which read “Come back now but come to the terrace door and don’t com...e into the room just sit at the table outside and message me when you are there. P.S. Be quiet and turn your phone sounds off” So, intrigued I picked up my coffee and made the short 5 minute walk back to our terrace.When I got there there was only one chair at our outside table so I sat in it and all started to become clear. The d****s across the terrace. She was so wet and hot he just couldn’t wait anymore. He took hold of his erection and slid it in to her pushing past her slight resistance and seating himself as fully inside her as possible. Her arms wrapped around his neck and her legs wrapped around his hips as he began to thrust in and out of her. Amber gasped and moaned at the feeling of having him so deep and thick inside of her. She clung to him and begged him for more and more as he continued to thrust into her. Abby was so afraid that her dad would be very mad. She knew that her dad would need his computer to stroke his thing later at night. She knew what will her dad be watching when he stroked his big thing because when she was six years old, there was one time her mom had sent Abby home from her preschool since her teacher found out that she was not well. After her mom dropped her off and went straight back to work. Abby went into the house and headed to her room. On her way there, she passed by. I felt her growl in our kiss as her hips thrust against me. Her free had slid between us, finding my hard cock. She stroked it hard. I released her nipple, sliding my hand again into her panties, pushed over her mound and slipped into the wetted slit I have had in awhile. My middle finger found its' target, and began mashing her clit firmly. I leaned to her right breast, sucking the nipple into my mouth, nipping and thrashing the sensitive nub with my tongue. She pulled my head down hard to her.