I grabbed your waste firmly and began pounding away. Your hands scrambled to hold yourself upright, knocking your brush and curling iron onto the floo...r. I thrust as much of me into you as I could. Filling you up past your limit. I reached under your ass and played with your swollen clit. "Oh yeah. Fuck me!" you shouted. "Fuck me good." I slowed down and made my stokes longer and harder. You pushed back against me. "Your pussy's so tight." I complimented. You looked at me in the mirror. "Ya? You. Oh, it’s still hot and exciting. In fact, I’m more turned on by you and us than ever. That heat is different too. If anything, it’s even hotter but it’s less like a fire that comes and goes quickly. It’s more like a furnace that has a whole range of heat, from warm to blazing and can burn all night and day. When I try and think about why I love you, I don’t even know. What I mean is that, although there are all kinds of things that I love about you, none of those things is why I love you. I. Hasta luego. Ciao."Jill hung up feeling happy and excited. She plumped up the pillows and sat back to enjoy a delicious breakfast of rich Mexican chocolate with hot milk, some unknown and savory sweet rolls and chilled papaya with lime. Afterwards she went into the bathroom -- almost as large as her bedroom at Josephine's! -- and filled the enormous tub, which was faced with hand painted tiles. The whole ceiling was mirrored, and there was another full-length mirror covering one wall. A silver. I decided the best thing I could do was say my goodnights and leave, so I thanked Helen bid goodnight to the other couple and was very polite to my prospective date, agreeing that it would be ‘super’ to get together for dinner soon ‘DARLING’, as I beat a hasty retreat, vowing to never be available to have even so much as a lunch time drink with the woman. I found myself walking over to say goodnight to Miles and wish him well with his horse. Although, my real motive was to meet the mysterious.