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A long, hot summer

... they’d forget to be stuck up.” She laughed and said, “Now that’s something special, dear. Now what do you want?” I pushed my cock upwards and she smiled and took me inside her mouth. I quickly hardened at the sight of her red lips working me vigorously, and as she sucked she lubed up her fingers and pushed me back so she had access to me. As she fucked my ass with her fingers she deep-throated me, and I came after three minutes of intense pleasure. I pulled her up next to me and kissed her, then pushed her back on the bed and lifted her dress. Her pussy was exposed to my gaze and she gasped as I began sucking her. The lower half of her dress was saturated with her fluids and odor when I finished half an hour later and flipped her over to enter her from behind. “You’re a very quick learner,” she smiled, and moaned as my cock pushed in to the hilt. She soon came again, and I lubed her ass and my cock and slowly entered her, my fingers fucking her pussy all the while. She had two small climaxes in short order and then pushed back as I repeatedly thrust deeply into her rectum. “I think I’ll last longer today,” I said “Please do,” she replied. “Is it good?” “Yes. Do you like it there?” “God, yes.” “Is it better than my cunt?” “No, but it’s different.” “Fuck my ass, lover, pound it hard,” she said, and so I did. I lasted fifteen minutes and came as she reached a massive orgasm that made her squirt all over my hand. We still had an hour before I had to leave, so I quickly washed up ...

... and scrubbed my cock thoroughly as she ordered, and when I came back she was naked and spread-eagled waiting for me. I quickly hardened and mounted her. “Make love to me,” she said, and we had a leisurely fifteen-minute coupling before she moaned softly and whispered, “Yes, yes, that was so sweet,” as we climaxed together. I quickly showered and she reminded me to give her and Harry an hour to an hour and a half the next day. The next morning I waited just inside the cottage. Harry waltzed in right on the dot and grabbed my crotch as we kissed. I said, “Got some news, Harry.” “What?” “Ms. Gibson...um, Gilbert needs to see you. Now. It’s serious.” He looked at me in surprise and asked, “What?” “No, you need to talk about it with her yourself.” He frowned and walked to her back door in puzzlement and trepidation, and when she opened the door for him in a tight robe, I thought, “That’s not her only back door you’ll go into today.” They disappeared inside and I went inside to wait impatiently for an hour and a half to pass, somehow managing the self-control not to rub myself raw. Finally it came time to go over and I rushed quickly through the back door. In the kitchen I could already hear their moans and the shaking of her bed, so I stripped and rushed up the stairs as Harry moaned, “God, Emma, your cunt is incredible!” She replied, “Fuck me harder, babe.” When I walked in the bedroom, Harry was on his back as she rode him. I was suddenly jealous—though it was hard to say which ...