I didnt mean to hurt you. You didnt. Well, yeah, the first time it hurt a little, but it was you, Joey, my husband. We made love a lot, and I enjoyed ...very minute of it, but I think she needs a break, I said, gesturing toward my crotch. Should I kiss it and make it all better? he murmured into my ear. Very funny. Im not trying to be funny. Guys in the Army talked about it. Id like to try it. He kissed me again, and then leaned down and kissed my breasts. I hope I do this okay. His fingers. Which ever house has the most points is the winner for that year. The second place house also gets rewarded but rewarded less and still punished but punished less. The third place house is only punished but not as harshly as the 4th place house. The fourth place house is punished the worse.When the year ends everyone first listens to who won in points, after the final ceremony is done they have till the rest of the night before the fun begins. Once the next day starts that's when everything. "She reddened."You... like jazz?" she asked."Very much so. I played with a group in my country for a while." Really? What did you play?" Saxophone... very badly."They both laughed. She noted his self confident manner, wished she could feel that way about herself. At that moment the crowd surged again and they were pressed against the hallway wall, he against her. She could feel his body, taut but not muscular, his cologne strangely tangy instead of sweet. She looked up into his eyes and his. Upon entering the room I suddenly noticed that my sister Michelle was smoking hot; too hot, a 12 on a hotness scale surpassing 10. While my sister Susan was blossoming into your average looking girl; very cute, a girl any man would want. I had never observed the privacy the girls wanted and used to burst into their bedrooms unannounced and often caught them dressing. I didn't see any reason to stop now; even when Susan is shouting “get out you asshole, I'm fucking naked" which would always.