So, put some clothes on and we’ll go up to the roof for a little while.”“Cool, let’s do it. Can we have a picnic lunch up there like we did be...ore the strike?” She asked.“Sure, that sounds like fun.After Amy made them a picnic lunch, she and Curt dressed in work clothes, strapped on their sidearms, and each carried a long gun. Amy carried an AR-15 while Curt toted a 12 Ga. pump shotgun. As they climbed the steps to the roof there was little debris to impede their progress. Even the blast door. "Hey, Mark. It's a tough break, I know and I'm sorry." I shrugged unable to force the words past the enormous tennis ball sized lump in my throat."There's nothing I can say at this point to make you feel better, but just so you know, Debbie told me about last night. I understand, I can't say I'm thrilled, but these things happen and I'm not about to screw up the best thing that has ever happened to me with stupid jealousy. So I'll say this, she misses you, you're her best friend and I don't. As the feelings of pleasure spread through him, his buttocks quivered and tightened, and I was afraid I was going to have a repeat of last week’s mess in my shorts. He wasn’t able to read the story and use the toy at the same time. He was leaning back into me with all of his weight now, and moving the toy up and down his erection more rhythmically. “My God, Late.” I nibbled his ear, and he made quiet sounds of pleasure. I slipped my hand into his shirt and rubbed his hard nipples. It was funny. He was reluctant to even create any separation between their bodies partly from fear that she would change her mind, and partly because he loved how her hard nipples felt against his chest. There was almost no point in caressing her breasts, he thought, because her nipples are hard and she is far past that stage of excitement. Kyle moved his hand down below her waist, lightly touching her pubes, running his fingers through the hair there, once again her body held a surprise for him. Unlike.