We had left our lovers in the throws of passion, in the picture postcard cottage. Located in the gloriously sunny English countryside. Kissing passionately on her bed. "Let's go outside in the garden," she demands.The garden is not only secluded, but very...

Well, how should I begin to describe that special Friday? I think, we should start with the waves of pleasure, which radiated from my pussy after getting his text. The message, late on Tuesday, about coming to look at my pipework. Yes, I know it's corny,...

It was two pm on Friday afternoon, the sun was shining and I was going to see my amazing fuck friend. Work was finished for the week. The combination of the vibrations from my truck and the anticipation of seeing her was exquisite. So much so, it was poss...