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Rodeo Girl

... had so much stamina.

I could hear myself making little squeaky noises in time with the sound of his thighs slapping against my ass and him rubbing my cock. I couldn't help it, it was unbelievably good. It seemed to go on forever, but eventually I sensed the end, I squeezed back onto him and he fired his load inside me with a grunt that was more like a controlled explosion. I felt waves and waves of heat pulsing through my body as I came moments after and the room temporarily faded to blurry burnt sienna tones as I felt quite faint from the intensity of the orgasm and the heat in the workshop!

I recovered quickly, retrieved my shorts and his coat and, as I left, I checked my watch and told him dinner would be in twenty minutes. We didn't say anything else. I think he knew that I knew what really turned him on. I sneaked into the house and quickly showered, covered myself in lotion to get rid of the itchiness from those horrible clothes and threw on a simple cotton dress with absolutely nothing under it, the thin cotton teasing my nipples and the tip of my cock rubbing against the material in a very unladylike way. I didn't care. These clothes felt delightful. Dinner was lasagne and really delicious. Eileen said it was a recipe from her Italian grandma and it certainly tasted like it. The conversation was polite and the atmosphere subdued. I sensed it was the beginning of the end for my friend's relationship and I felt upset. I convinced myself that I was just the ...

... instrument by which they had discovered their mutual incompatibility and true feelings rather than some siren that had torn them apart.

I slept on my own and I slept soundly as I was very tired and had a clean conscience. I called Karen before I went to sleep and told her everything. She even got to hear Rob fucking Eileen and it was clear they were enjoying it. I was pleased for them as I really hoped that they could overcome things, although I knew that emotional damage once done can never easily be undone, nor can inner emotional changes be reversed. It was obvious to me that although I was the factor that had brought this challenge for them into the open, I had just uncovered the rifts, not created them. Ultimately I had no control over anyone's feelings or how they would react and there was far too much going on in my own life to deal with other people's bad hands. It was a new year for a new girl and I had a lot of organising to do and a new girlfriend to keep happy.

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13 The Light Begins to Shine

The weekend in the lighthouse was beyond special and was made more so by the dreadful weather. It was January and quite stormy but we managed a blustery walk along the beach when the sun briefly came out. We could lean forward quite far into the wind with our arms out, but almost fell over when it gusted. Our hair was wild! Back in the lighthouse the tempestuous sea and waves seemed especially angry at our unbounded happiness. We simply did not care and turned up ...