It didn't look like married life was slowing down ole Bart too much.Cindy gave me a look that said "I can't believe you guys still feel the need to ge... shitfaced whenever you get together."I gave her a shrug that said "It's not me, it's him, and besides, he's your cousin." Here's to the good old days," said Bart out loud, lifting his glass. "Goddamn it's good to see you again, Deej! And you too, Cin." Great to see you too, Bart," I said. "But it's only been four months. Barely enough time for. “Who says we can’t?” She countered. “I can do whatever I want to do!”“How much?” I asked.Diane slipped a lone finger over her my lips.“We can’t ask that question in here?” she said. “That’s illegal.”I looked across the club, which was sparsely populated with just a few customers. Two floor managers stood by the front door, a good distance away. Diane reached into my trousers and felt for my cock. She lifted herself up just enough to unfasten my pants and unzip me. I could feel her hand slip. Just then my buddy came out to see what was going on and why I hadn't left yet.When she saw him, she just pressed her entire body against mine and pushed back until I was pinned between her and they car. She grabbed my behind the neck and stuck her tongue in my mouth. She must have just put a piece of gum in because it was really fruity tasting. I went with it though grabbed her ass with both hands and went for her tonsils with my tongue.She grabs my hand and leads me toward her front door and. He stood in front of her, fearing rejection, but wanted her so badly that he didn't stop her. He had never been this vulnerable before.Alana looked at the bandages that Maverick was wearing around his chest in an attempt to hide his pale bosoms and gently touched him right over his heart. "I'm going to take these off, okay?" She asked, with sensitivity to his feelings that he hadn't expected.Maverick nodded. His fear was real, and very apparent by the way he was trembling at her touch, but he.