He dressed himself in the clothes he had been given yesterday; black pants, black t-shirt with an outline of a hammer in white on the upper left chest...and black combat boots. He put the knife from his grandfather onto the gun belt from his father and slipped it on so that the knife was in the small of his back with the handle on his right side. Next, he checked and loaded the Glock 17s with 17-round clips filled with hollow points. He debated wearing the shoulder holster and the Glock 19s. We never had sex, we were just too young. We always said that someday we would get married and have a family. We always argued what we would name our kids. She wanted two kids, Bart and Sarah, I wanted two also, Jacob and Mary. I always liked biblical names. I had heard that she had gotten married about five years ago. I remember mom telling me and I took it kind of hard. Funny, isn't it. You have these dreams as a kid and they seem to stay with you forever. Like they just sit on the back. I tasted her juices with my tongue, licking away before tasting and then swallowing globules of her liquid lust. As if completely natural, I thrust my tongue deep inside her vagina and once more she screamed out. The side of my tongue brushed her clitoris on its journey inside her and I knew this was to be my goal.Scooping up her erect clitoris once more with my tongue, she called out her ecstasy. Sandwiched between my lips, and once more with my tongue, I tormented the bud of her most. It took some time because of his girth, but it finally got in with some pain, Once he was all in the way in, we were kissing, sucking and licking all over each other's face, neck and ears while he was fucking me with my legs in the air. He then got up on his hands and started to go deeper into me. I was so turned on from all the kissing and nipple play that I started to jack my dick, He then took over stroking my dick. He was rough as usual stroking me and fucking me with long hard strokes, but.