Sex. We met in the resturant that was close by, and to make it brief. We all got along well. Shane sat next to my wife, I will call Cher. And after pl...aying around for a while between drinks. We headed up stairs to our room. Now before I go on I have to add that Shane and I talked between ourselves, and I had set down some ground rules which he excepted. He had only one. That he was there to,( and I am using his choice of words here) "fuck the pussy". And that once he started that I would not. She begged for more again, give me all you have baby, it feels so good, please fuck me hard baby I want you so much. His motion started to quicken as he gave her more of the mighty weapon of lust. She had never felt so full, her love tunnel filled so completely with his cock. He started moving faster, his cock stretched her wanting hole as it went to the very soul of her desire. She was lost in the orgasm’s that seemed to come one right after the other, she screamed fuck me harder as she took. I can feel my excitement building as I search for him amid the roaring hustle and bustle. Each step I take through the busy plaza reminds me that I am finally going to meet him face to face today. After six months of getting to know this man online our general chats about our lives, his in London and mine in Los Angeles quickly turned into something so much more! One night after sharing our sexual fantasies we decided that we would meet in New York for our six month anniversary and consummate. "I love you," I breathe, and my breath on her skin gives her visible goose bumps. "I need you," I say, and kiss her left cheek. "I dream about you when I'm alone," I say, and kiss her right cheek. "I cry for you when you're not here with me," and I kiss her on the lips again, not so hard this time, but with the same warm urgency.That's when I feel her arms lift. She puts her hands on my hips, and her long, light fingers are like fire through my jeans. She still seems tentative, though, like.