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make sure his partner had a good time too, but as always with Beth he was having a hard time holding back. She had that effect on him. The very unexpectedness of her arrival and her nudity under her coat had raised his blood almost to boiling point. He had felt himself about to explode from the first time her fingers had found him, and he suspected that Beth knew it, and was enjoying the effect she had on him. He loved to give her pleasure, because she was so uninhibited in showing him all of herself – all sides of her personality. And this time it looked as if Beth was having almost as much trouble holding back as he was. But of course she didn’t have to wait. Nor did she. She raised herself and slid back down again and again as he continued to cup her breasts and squeeze her taut nipples. Her breath became ragged and shallow with the onset of orgasm. She arched her spine and threw her head back, eyes closed as she concentrated on what was happening between her legs and in her belly. She clenched herself tightly around him and began to pant – a steadily increasing ‘Hahh! Hahh! Haaaaahhh! Heeeaaahh!’ She shuddered as she came. Tom could feel the dampness of her skin as sweat broke from her. Her eyes were closed tightly and she slumped forward suddenly so that the weight of her upper body was supported by his arms as he cupped her breasts.
    As soon as she had recovered a little she opened her eyes and gazed down into his face. He found her glance hypnotic and couldn’t look away. Gradually her breathing slowed and she resumed playing with his balls, reaching behind her to rub them gently with her fingers. Abruptly she caught the tender skin with one of her long fingernails and gave a pinch that made him jerk in surprise. At the same time Beth clenched her vaginal muscles and he felt himself enveloped by the heat of her body.
    ‘Again, Tom? Can you do me again?’ she asked. In reply he shifted his hands from her breasts to the folds where her legs joined her body. With his thumbs he alternately spread her labia and pressed the lips together, slowly kneading the tiny button of her clitoris as he did so. He fancied he could feel it swell beneath his fingers. Beth certainly felt the effects. Once more her breath became rapid and shallow and her body grew taut with the onset of her next climax. Teasingly he removed his hands. Beth groaned, ‘Don’t stop now, please don’t stop!’ She shuddered and began to thrust herself up and down on his cock. Once again he watched the play of her thigh muscles as she rose and sank. Beth reached for his hands and placed them between her legs, pressing them there to urge him to resume the massage of her clitoris. When he did she gave a muffled shriek and slumped as she came. But this time he continued. He didn’t intend to let her relax and recover. When she realised that he. was going to drive her over the top once again Beth began to cooperate. She sat up straighter to allow him to reach her and at the same time resumed her own thrusting. ‘Aaahhh! Ahhhhh! Ah God, ohhhh Tom, Tom, Tom,’ rising to a scream as she came. He couldn’t hold back any longer and in seconds he felt himself spurting inside her. When it was over she slid down until she was lying atop him. Their sweat mingled as their breathing slowed and their bodies cooled. Still locked together, they fell into a doze.
    It was dark when they woke up, ravenous. Tom went to the kitchen to make supper. Beth headed for the loo and he could hear splashing sounds as she cleaned herself up. He thought he heard the shower running and some time later, as Tom was peeling the potatoes, Beth came into the kitchen. She was drying her hair and there were glistening drops of water on her back, but she was wearing her stockings and suspenders once more. She had taken the time to slip her shoes on as well. Once more Tom was struck by the small touch of eroticism implied by her choice of clothing. She could have used one of his