I used a hand to stoke the base of his shaft which was now wet with my saliva, long strands of it stretching from my lips to his cock. After all Oliver’s teasing, I desperately needed his cock inside me, but I also couldn’t stop sucking him. I had to know what he tasted like when he exploded inside me.

I grabbed hold of his thighs, and went back to taking his cock deep inside my mouth, making sure my tongue caressed the tip each time I came back up.

“Fuck, Michelle, I’m going to come,” Oliver warned, as he tried to pull himself away from me.

I held on tighter to his legs and plunged back down on his cock until it was completely buried inside my mouth. Once Oliver realized he’d reached the point of no return, his hands grabbed hold of my hair again and held my mouth in place as he shot his hot seed inside me.

I’d never had a man come inside my mouth before, but I swallowed the load on instinct, and then felt two more spurts inside my mouth. This time I didn’t swallow immediately, allowing myself to savor the taste while Oliver’s cock pulsed and then softened in my mouth. Once he’d pulled out, I looked up at him with a mouth full of his liquid, before swallowing the lot back and then smiling.

“So much for fucking you in the park,” Oliver said, between heavy breaths. “Not that I’m complaining, but I hadn’t been expecting it to go down like that.”

“That’s not how I’d imagined it either,” I admitted. “But wow. We are definitely doing that again.” I took hold of his hand and headed back in the direction of the house.

“Where are you going?” Oliver asked. “We haven’t finished yet.” Oliver went to lay down on the floor and pulled me down with him. “Sit on my face.”

He wasn’t about to get any argument from me. I knelt over his face, close enough to feel his breath on my pussy, and whimpered loudly as his tongue reached out and licked me from my opening all the way up to my clit.

Oliver groaned in appreciation of my taste, and he kept licking me, each time lasting slightly longer. Oliver had gone down on me countless times before, but it felt different when I was lying on my back. This time I felt more exposed.

“God you taste so fucking good,” Oliver growled.

“You weren’t too bad yourself,” I respond, looking down at his face. Even in the dark I could see it was covered with my juices.

The more I tried to groan quietly, the louder and fiercer the noises came out. Oliver insisted we had privacy, but I felt sure the entire park would hear me coming on his face. The fear of being caught didn’t act as a turn off—quite the opposite.

I grabbed Oliver’s hair and started taking control in the same way he had when he fucked my mouth. Now I was riding his tongue, and just like Oliver, I wouldn’t be able to hold out for much longer.

Everything seemed to be playing out in the same way as before. I let go of Oliver’s face to drag the bliss out for as long as possible. I opened my blouse completely, and pulled my bra down to free my breasts. Oliver couldn’t see, but I played with my nipples, as much for my own pleasure as his.

I pinched and tweaked them, while his tongue devoured me, moving from being inside me to licking my pussy lips, to flicking against my clit, before going back inside me my sex.

I had nothing to hold onto as I came hard against his mouth, so I just squeezed my breasts firmly, pinching the nipples as the orgasm shook through my body in waves.

I was still shaking on top of him, when Oliver pushed me off his mouth and told me to get on all fours. I didn’t think he could possibly be ready to fuck me, but sure enough, when I looked between his legs, his member was already stiffening, still wet with my saliva.

Oliver slipped on a condom and mounted me from behind. I dug my fingers into the ground, while he pounded me as if he hadn’t just come ten minutes ago.

“God, your pussy is so tight,” he moaned. “I can’t get enough of being inside you.”

I was still tingling from my last orgasm and a new one quickly started building as my pussy gripped his cock, not wanting to let it go.

“You’re coming again,” Oliver growled. “I can feel it. I love how tight you get when you come.”

This time there was no need to delay my pleasure. I closed my eyes and let out a loud roar as I came hard on his cock. Oliver’s orgasm must have followed shortly after, but I didn’t even notice, my pussy was throbbing with pleasure, as I used my remaining strength to keep myself from falling face first on the grass.

Fucking Oliver in the park hadn’t been exactly as I’d imagined it; it had been better. Much fucking better.

After all that, we ended up having to go back to the hotel anyway because Michelle was covered in grass stains and needed to wash up before going back to the house. Maisie might only be fourteen, but she would know instantly what grass stains on Michelle’s knees signified.

Things hadn’t gone to plan tonight with Michelle, but she had an amazing way of taking the best laid plans and making them even better. I’d planned to go back to the hotel with Michelle for some slightly ‘adventurous’ sex, but her fantasies had been even kinkier than I’d anticipated.

I was supposed to have been her dominating master all night, but once she’d started talking about me taking her roughly in the park, my efforts at teasing her were all shot to pieces.

There still seemed to be a slight disconnect between the personality she showed to the world and the way she was with me, but I knew she’d been thinking about me for eight years—the same way I’d been thinking about her—and that was more than enough time to develop a less than conventional sexual appetite.

When Michelle walked out of the bathroom with just a towel wrapped around her, it was all I could do not to rip it off her and take her again on the bed.

“Don’t give me that look,” she said, as she dried her hair with a towel.

“What look?”

“You know what look. We have to get back to the house. We don’t have time for anything else. Actually, can you give Shaun a call and let him know we’re on our way back. I don’t want to walk in on anything.”

“Good idea,” I said, and fished my hand in my pocket looking for my phone. “Shit.”

“What is it?”

“That little session in the park could end up costing me a few hundred quid.”

“I wasn’t planning on charging you for it,” Michelle said. “And if I did, I’d like to think I could charge more than a couple of hundred pounds.”

“I lost my phone,” I explained. “I guess it must have fallen out of my pocket when we were... occupied.”

“Ah. Well, don’t you have that thing to locate your phone?”

“Only via my tablet, which is back home. Unless I can download the app and log into my account on your phone?”

“Sure,” Michelle said, throwing me her phone. “I doubt anyone has found it given that we were somewhere so well hidden.”

It took a frustratingly long time to download the app and log into my account. I had to download my password manager and then find my two-step authentication codes before I could get in. It would have been quicker to have just taken a car back to the park, but I wanted to make sure it was there first.

“That’s weird,” I said, looking at the blue dot on the map. “I guess someone did find it.”

“We’re not going to go chasing some thieves around London now, are we?” I can barely move in these heels, and I can’t change into flats without Maisie knowing we came back to the hotel.

“We don’t need to,” I said. “The phone is at the police station, so I guess they handed it in.”

“Wow.”

“Yeah, that’s a stroke of luck. Come on, let’s get out of here, before the urge to take you again becomes impossible to resist.”