Jack froze as his recollection fired through the relaxed stupor of his mind. Turning to face the direction of the voice, there was a tall, masked woma... standing next to him. A man of equal height, stood next to her, handsome with streaks of distinguished grey hair pressed against the tied ribbons of his mask. One kiss on one cheek and then the other left him somewhat cold; Jack was grateful that his mask concealed his look of muted dread. It was Anita, dressed in a tight fitting black dress. That action forced me to inhale quickly to have enough breath to shriek and exclaim my orgasm."Breathe with me Carree, don't pass out," Bill cried out as he slapped his hand hard across the side of my ass cheek. It was not a violent slap, but one whose purpose was to right my thought process. He knew I could just orgasm and pass out from not breathing, but the sting of his hand filled me with an instant rage that quickly filled my lungs. That sweet breath fueled my next wave of pleasure and. But it is very personal and special to me. Then to have a women accept my cum and swallow it is the ultimate to me." Dawn finally said, "well, none of the girls I hear at school say anything like that about blow jobs. They just do it so the guys will go down on them." Donna and I laughed out loud again. We told Dawn yeah, often that is the case too, but doesn't have to be that way. You should do it because you want to, not to trade this for that. Donna chimed in again and said "the difference. .” (I LOVE IT!)Aging: Eventually you will reach a point when you stop lying about your age and start bragging about it. This is so true. I love to hear them say “you don’t look that old.”The older we get, the fewer things seem worth waiting in line for.Some people try to turn back their odometers. Not me! I want people to know why I look this way. I’ve traveled a long way and some of the roads weren’t paved.When you are dissatisfied and would like to go back to youth, think of Algebra.One of.