Keeping always the afternoon sun to your left. There in the land of giant trees, seek ye a stream and follow it to it's mouth where it spills from the... earth."The only tree from the rock she knew of, was the Lone Cypress that grew along the Seventeen Mile Drive. North of Carmel by the Sea, but South of Pacific Grove.But that couldn't have been the reference from the book. The book referred to something hidden in the days of the Greeks. Cypress trees didn't live that long. The Lone Cypress was a. You fuck yourself furiously, moans and gasps and FUCKs fill the air, fitting between the thunderous rumbles of the storm outside. The strikes of lightning brightening the moving pictures behind your eyelids. Illuminating the black and white memories of a body atop you, sharing this feeling, moving inside you.Your body bucks and writhes as your cunt squeezes your fingers and explodes over your hand, your eyes roll to the back of your head as your heart races and your whole body stiffens, you. Recounting the thoughts in her head, her body trembled as she recalled how easily he'd entered her that day. How wet and aroused she'd been, knowing they had so little time. She'd still been trying to pull her knickers back on as her hubby had been making his way back up the path towards the house. She'd completed the task just moments before he'd walked in through the door. She should have been horrified...ashamed at what she had done. The truth was she'd loved every moment. The risk had. “Please baby, fuck me.” Surprised by her boldness, Justin reached down and pulled her panties off of her. She spread her legs as Justin got between them and lined his cock up with her wet hole. With desire in his eyes he slid in, meeting the resistance of what he knew to be her cherry he stopped but was meant with an aggressive thrust as Stephanie forced his remaining length into her. With all resistance gone, Justin began to slide in and out. Stephanie began to moan, so Justin picked up his.