” He looked exactly like what I expected Bill to look like if he were in his early forties. He was six feet tall with a slightly receding hairline, ...ust a touch of grey in his dark brown hair and that infectious smile. Bill’s dad had lost his wife to cancer about five years ago; as far as I knew, he had not formed any female attachments.I walked over with Mom, stuck out my hand, and said, “Hello, Mr. Carter.”“Good to see you, Ted.” he shook my hand, looked at my Mom, and asked, “Are you going. I’m sure you smiled but I wasn’t watching. “Does he like to be tickled?” you say and “Holy fuck fuck fuck!” I think as you pull back the hood and ever so lightly rub your finger over the tip of me. I let out a deep moan now and spread my legs wider for you as your eyes remained fixed on your new friend. “I bet he likes kisses too!” you add gently, your voice tailing off. I think I might cum there and then but I don’t want to, not yet. “Yes” I manage but it doesn’t sound like me anymore. I feel. ‘Take two pictures, and make sure the canopy is in one of ’em.’ I stood back a few feet, and she turned on the bed to follow me. I was able to get the canopy in, but just barely. Then I stepped closer and got a shot that just went from her head to the first button that was still done up. She lay back on the pillow and undid the next button. Now the space between her boobs was showing. I backed up so I’d still get her face, and I clicked. Gina sat up and opened her blouse up enough to expose her. Our tongues meet once again as I arch again. I press my tongue to yours as I feel you start to thrust harder into me. I kiss you harder to keep from moaning loudly. Suddenly I feel you pull away from me. ‘Roll over. I want to take you hard.’ I hear you say as you grab my hips and start to roll me over. I roll over and push my hips back to you. I bite my lip as I feel you enter me and grab my hips. I place my face down into the bed and moan softly. I pant as I feel your grip on my hips.