She grabbed my head in both her hands and held it close to her now soaking pussy. A few minutes later her legs grabbed my head along with her hands an...d her whole body tensed and flexed. “ooooOOOHHHH….” She groaned as she came. She released my head from her death grip as she came down. I lifted myself up from her and pulled off my shorts and underwear tossing them to the floor. I wiped her juices from my mouth then leaned over her kissing up her stomach to her breast. I sucked on her. It isn't from pain, far from pain. It is the most delicious and excitable pleasure I've endured. He sucks where he has bitten me, making me wetter than ever. I can feel the twisting need deeper inside me, making me need him more. He holds me closer, moving us, we drop onto the bed. His large frame covers mine easily. I'm pinned under him with no way out. I shake with absolute need. He sees it, smiling, he keeps teasing me. He takes my legs, lifting them high, spreading them. He kisses my lips,. I enjoy the feeling but wish we were alone and again close my eyes. If people are watching I don't want to know. But that doesn't work as you tell me to open my eyes and watch the barman bring our drinks. I can feel my breath getting laboured, feel my pulse beating as heat rushes to my cheeks. But I do as you ask, and as I suspect the barman again has his eyes on my chest, watching the way your fingers dance over my nipples, as he walks back to us with the drinks. And then your hands are gone,. He was avoiding her. They rarely made eye contact, because they couldn’t stop thinking about having sex. It was a personal Hell for both of them. Saturday, after Mary, left for work, Ray approached her. “Ginny” he said in his best Forrest Gump voice. “We need to talk.”Ginny responded, “about what daddy?”“I have a confession, sweetie.” He meekly replied, as he took a deep breath.“What did you do this time.” She asked in a joking tone. “Ummm... I sorta read your.... journal.” He muttered..