It was large and rigid and I could not prevent my body from beginning to perspire from the excitement. My son was moaning and beginning to pump more ...vigorously. I could feel the ridge to his dick-head sliding in and out of the first couple of inches of my pussy. I knew there was plenty of length left to plumb me with. I could and should have stopped it right there . . . but I’d let it go on. I allowed him to continue and even began to move with him. My hips pushed back seeking to gain more. I'm far off the beaten path and my boyfriend has given the coordinates to find me to a guy he knows and trusts. He has agreed to do this but I haven't been told who he is. That's part of making the fulfillment of the fantasy seem more real. It's quite warm so I'm not cold but my skin's still pebbled with the anticipation. My arms ache a little in their position above my head but that only adds to my excitement. I can feel the juices from my sex starting to moisten the insides of my thighs. I. "You're like the big sister I always wanted...." she lifted her headoff Karen's breasts to interject herself, "...or at least, the bigsister I would want to have now..." Billie, you're too kind," Karen smiled, as she let go of her newfriend. "It's about dinner time, so we need to get down there,otherwise Connor and Zodd might get suspicious." Won't they be suspicious of Billy not being there, but the buxomblonde here?" Mark asked."You're right. Hmm..." Karen thought, putting a pensive. But It is killing me inside, knowing that you are suffering even more than usual," she said in an apologetic voice."What do you want to do with this situation?" I asked against my better judgment.“I don’t want to hurt you,” was her reply.To say that I was disappointed by her answer would be an understatement of the year. She wanted to fuck him. She liked him. She was possibly smitten by him. In love, if I was truly unlucky. I was quiet while she continued to talk.“I like him, most people do..