We would be sitting on the benches…kissing…petting…and then walk off to find a secluded private corner where we would indulge in masturbation/or...l sex. I spent lots of times on my knees with my bf against a tree…sucking him…. deepthroating him….licking his balls…and making him cum on my face..on my tits…or even swallowing his cum. He was in his final year in a college in Rose Belle, and he was quite a nice guy. He reciprocated by getting under my long skirts, removing my panties and licking my. "Marsha smiled as she thought back to her own arguments with Chris about their affair and the age difference."I've never thought that mattered very much."She saw him struggling, knew where he was heading. Suddenly she was aware that those old feelings had returned. She was again seeing Dan, not as a godfather or friend, but as a man and she felt the old yearnings once again. What's more, she at last felt free to act upon them."Do you love me, Dan?" she asked right out of the blue, walking to. ”“How fast can you fire those balls? I don’t mean their speed, but rather how many of them could you fire off in a few seconds?”Jeff grinned back at her. “I could easily throw the whole box at one time, or several dozen in just a few seconds. I’ve never tried.”Charlotte chuckled. “I’m not an engineer, but I do have a minor in math. Even I know that would make one heck of a weapon in space, not to mention what that box of balls could do here on Earth – with you pushing them, of course,” she. ‘Do you love your husband, Amy?’ The long unanswered seconds hung in the air until she said, ‘Yes.’ ‘Tell him.’ ‘I love you, Dave.’ ‘Kiss him.’ Amy leaned forward and kissed me, softly at first and then more passionately than she had in years. Her tongue probed my mouth, the same tongue that just seconds before was licking a black cock but I returned the kiss, also with passion. ‘You have an incredibly sexy wife, Dave.’ ‘Amy, tell Dave what you like to do.’ Amy’s lips were inches from mine, her.