How can you explain, remembering, no that’s not right, reliving experiences that happened almost 40 years ago? That’s right I wasn’t remembering...these episodes, I was reliving them again. I know the difference between a memory and being where you were. I mean, the smell, taste, touch, everything seemed very real. I remember the feel of the gun in my shoulder, the taste of the gunpowder on your lips after firing. I could feel the one rough spot on the bolt handle I could never get rid of, when I. Her tounge almost tickled and my fully engorged cock bounced in the air and came to rest on her face.To my surprise she took my heavy balls into her mouth. I could feel her nails digging into my ass. The heat of the fire was causing my skin to glisten with sweat as well yet I was shivering.I shuddered from the sensation of her tounge swirling around my balls. After several minutes, with her hands still on my ass, she ran her tounge from the base of my shaft up towards the swollen head.Once she. " Uh huh, and my hands reach around and cup your breasts." Hmmmm..."I was losing myself in this image. I continued a bit hoarsely, "And then my hands slip down your front and slides over your tummy to your..."I stopped. Whew! What was I doing? I could hear Kate moan quietly."Don't stop" she breathed. "Then what? What next? What do I do?"I shook my head. "No, Kate! That's enough. I can't believe I just told you that." It's ok, it's nice." she closed her eyes. "I like it." she said dreamily.There. I then told him what Peter had said a moment of silence came between us neither knowing what to say, I got to admit this was the most agonizing moment of our lives since we have been together.James spoke first, he said this was said this morning about 10am, it is now 3.30 pm, if we had been angry about this we would have put a stop to it there and then but we both kept it to ourselves for all this time and I have to say I’m wondering deep down whether we want to try it, as for me I did get.