‘You’re late!…come on, we haven’t got all day.’ Steve hastily undressed while Debby got out of her one piece ensemble. Tossing his white bo...er shorts aside, he lay against the rough bed’s hard pillow, stroking his hard cock. In just her panties, Debby kneeled down and swiped her tongue across his swollen cockhead. ‘Yes-s-s-s-‘ Steve hissed. ‘That’s it!’ Debby took more and more of his boner in her mouth as Steve thought of nothing but pleasure. He could feel guilty later, on the drive home.. It's me again, Becky Ann Mills. Twenty-three years old and happily married to Dave for the last five years.Did you ever do something that seemed like a great idea at the time, and you had second thoughts afterward?I did. Just last Saturday. Dave doesn't like to kiss me after I give him a blowjob. It's not that I mind blowing him, I like doing that. But I think he should have the decency to kiss me after, if I'm willing to do that for him. Other than that, he's a pretty great guy. Loving. Look at the pattern. There are four big wedges eating into the barrens, and then they all join together into the flood plains beyond that. Four rivers flowing east to the coast. And there’s a smaller wedge south of us—that must be from the river we crossed yesterday.”“Sediment,” Bobo said. “Even in the barrens, the rivers are transporting soil from one place to another. Better soil, it seems, if the flood plains aren’t considered part of the barrens.”Ellerie nodded. “Exactly. And what if the. But this was not the right place.We traveled in separate vehicles to her hotel room. Once inside the room we wasted no words, but slowly began to undress each other. Words were not necessary. Raw desire was all we needed. We both knew what we wanted and there was not a force in the universe that would stand in the way of us experiencing what was one of our deepest desires. She was on her back on the bed, and I was on top of her between her legs. Our shirts were off, and slowly I worked my way.