Her nipples were erect, screaming for attention as I continued to lightly run my fingers up and down her sides, shoulders and tummy.Tyler tossed her h...ead back and leaned back as far as she could, moaning gently. She was desperate for me to touch her!I slowly moved my hands up to her wonderful breasts. My cock was straining in my trousers. Much more of this and it would surely rip through the material! Slipping my thumb and forefinger under each tit I gently squeezed them, brushing my thumb. She had a quick shower keeping her hair dry so that she would not have to use the dryer. She was back in the bedroom before she realised that she was still naked and her clothes were still lying on the floor where they had dropped them the previous evening. She Looked in the wardrobe and found a row of hanging shirts. She took one out and put it on. It came well down over her bum, but the curve at the bottom of the front and back exposed a goodly length of her thighs at the side. Well they are. I couldn’t go out in public with out hearing the giggles and snickers and whispers. The condolences were the worst. People you thought were your friends for years turned away and avoided eye contact. Even the church pastor became suddenly cool with me. All the fucking money I gave that church and when I needed comfort the most, I got the silent treatment. You might think that promiscuity had become a communicable disease. So what was it you actually did to bring down the wrath of the community,. His spunk felt warm. I congratulated Don on his fantastic love making, he seemed quit taken a back but quickly changed by displaying and peacocking his arm and chest muscles, "you were good yourself lad, I thought I'd lost it, If you can stay a bit longer lad I'd love to give your face a good fucking" he replied.This was turning out to be a hard core sex only session, no hugging and very little kissing, just pure sex. I abandoned my holiday retreat and stayed with Don for the rest of the week..