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if it was something to do with
getting out of the house or if he was being seduced by the
eroticism of sex in a public place, too. Normally, he tended to let
her take charge: which was nice, in its own way, but
this...
    Tanya was beginning to plateau
again. She was so lost in her trance that she gasped loudly when he
pulled out entirely. Nnooooooo!!! her body
screamed.
    Andy spun her around and caught her up
in a passionate kiss. She could taste her own juices off his lips.
His tongue was active, fencing with hers, teasing her lip. It was
evident from the way he was behaving that Andy was at fever pitch.
She was amazed he had managed to pull out of her at all. But then
she saw what he had in mind and her pelvic muscles twitched in a
mixture of alarm and excitement.
    Andy still had his jeans hitched
around his hips, although they were open, gaping apart like wings
poised for flight. He took hold of the buckle of his belt and
whipped it out of the loops in a single motion. He was watching her
eyes, a dark smile on his face. He caught hold of her hands,
wrapping the belt round one wrist and then the other, so that they
were cinched together. He pulled the free end through the buckle,
securing her with a final tug that made her jump and squeak. Oh, fuck, yes , she thought, barely daring to think of how this was going
to play out.
    Andy pulled her around, away from the
door. She tried to touch his glistening cock as he moved her, but
he kept her hands away, controlling the moment. She found that
weirdly hot. He pressed her back against the side wall of the
cubicle. From there, she could look to her side and watch
everything in the full-length mirror. Behind her, just above her
head, there was a row of pegs for hooking up the clothes hangers.
She watched the reflection of Andy raising her bound arms above her
head and tying the belt to one of the pegs. Then she watched him
lift her top, undo her bra and free her breasts, fondling them for
a moment. She saw how erect and pink the nipples were. They stood
to attention, craving his mouth. But Andy didn't kiss them.
    He nodded at the door.
    'That's a big gap at the bottom of that
door,' he whispered. 'Somebody could come past and see two sets of
feet.'
    'What do you propose to do about that,
then?' she asked, panting between each word.
    In response, Andy reached down and
lifted her clear off her feet. The momentum sent her legs around
his waist. Pinning her against the wall like that, Andy dipped his
hips and entered her again. The heat between them was raw,
passionate, animalistic.
    The pair of them grunted and panted
with each stroke. Tanya heard her voice breaking out into little
moaning squeaks with every deep thrust of his cock. She wasn't even
sure the cubicle wall was resilient enough to take the pounding
Andy was giving it. But in the throes of her most wildly abandoned
passion, she couldn't even begin to care.
    'I love your cock,' she whispered
roughly.
    He was pumping her hard, driving his
hips faster and faster. She could feel the onset of his climax: his
cock swelled even further. His neck muscles stood out with the
gorgeous strain. She was watching him alternately face to face and
in the mirror. The way his body bent with lust was incredibly sexy,
primitive. Face to face, he was still her lovely Andy: her secret
lover, her student, her friend. In the mirror, he was a hot,
well-hung stud fucking the living daylights out of a lucky, lucky
girl. Her orgasm hit her in a sudden rush, arriving before his,
clamping her legs round him. She heard him grunt and felt him
poling up and down into her with even more vigour until at last he
opened fire with a huge shudder that took over his whole body. It
was incredible to watch in the mirror, the spectacle prolonging her
own orgasm far longer than she was used to.
    They met in a long, passionate kiss
that Tanya wished would never end.
     
     
    'You had sex with him today,' Annette probed, her
eyes narrowed as she watched her sister.
    She