Previously , in Part 1 I had arrived, slightly nervous at J's house .... Part 2.. Catching our breath over coffee we sat naked on the sofa chatting whilst gently stroking and touching each other. J was lying across my lap and my hand fell naturally to the neat shaven mound between her legs. As she talked, I began to explore, pushing aside the lips of her pussy and running my fingers up and down the wet, warm lips. As my finger grazed her clit her whole body stiffened and she inhaled sharply. I moved away briefly allowing her to relax before pushing on her clit with a light pressure again. Again, she stiffened, her legs rigid and her breath hoarse and ragged. As I varied the pressure from none though light to quite firm, she began to rock and squirm, gasping as tremors rippled through her, her fingers dragging through the material of the furniture, scraping and scratching as she was racked with pleasure. My fingers were wet with her juices and her hair draped damply across her forehead, sweat running down her cleavage. She forced my hand away “No more, stop….please.” She got unsteadily to her feet and invited me upstairs. Walking behind her lovely rounded arse, my cock, hard and proud twitched in anticipation. Her wardrobes had mirrored doors and as we stood next to the bed in front of them, I turned her round so she was displayed full length in the reflection. Standing behind her I nuzzled her neck and cupped her lovely breasts, my hard cock running up the crease of her arse. Her eyes were open as my other hand moved down and began to stroke her pussy. Both of us watched the reflection of me playing with her before she decided enough was enough. Bending over she reached behind and guided my cock into the dripping pussy, bracing herself against the glass as I pushed into her. Again, we watched each other as I took hold of her hips and started to slide in and out, faster, harder. Her breath started to mist the glass and her damp hands slid on the glass, leaving a trail of entwined finger marks. The speed and urgency of my thrusts increased and her hair fell across her face as she pushed back onto me. The sound of her juices being forced aside by my cock and the smell of sex was intoxicating. I think we were both lost in the moment as the spasms hits us, legs gave way and we fell, still joined, in a heap on the bed. We lay there enjoying the sensations rippling through us. Part 3 later..