My penis was bulgin out of my jeans.v sat close 2 each other and without waitin i hold her neck wid my hands and got her close 2 me.i kissed her on he... lips and she responded.i startd smoochin hr crazily and my hands went 4 hr boobs .she tried 2 stop me and told tht no one had tchd her.i told hr tht everythng happens 4 d first tim and continued pressin her left boob.my rght hand reached 4 another boob and v were also smoochin at d same time.slowly i startd removin her top.nw she ws in her blck. "I like my present a lot." Wouldn't you like to play with it?" Marion asked softly.Jack kissed her, lips moist and parted slightly. His arms pulled her closer. His lips traveled to kiss her under the ear, on her throat. "Oh yes!" he gasped. Marion stood still, letting him do as he wanted to her, thrilling in the butterfly touch of his lips on her body as they explored her neck and shoulders, her chest, the tops, sides and bottoms of each breast, circling inwards to light upon her nipples where. "Jean interrupted, "So, what'd you DO? What do I do?" Baby, I've tried not to tell you how to live your life. I've tried to give you principles by which to live. That's still true. Just WHAT you do is up to you, but there are guiding principles." Such as?" Remember I told you that among adults, sexual activity is not a moral issue, that whatever they do is OK if they follow a few rules. Remember the rules?" Uh... that we talk about it and not hurt each other?" Yes, that's part of it. There must. She would slowly stock me as we made our way through nightclubs, liquor stores, and adult arcades in the red-light part of town, teasing and harassing everyone we came across. When she caught me she would pin me to a wall and ravage me, pull my clothes aside and grope me or force me to the ground by my hair and shove her cunt in my face. We got some fool to yell “Rape” one time. It would always end up in some real heavy love making, often before we could make it home.She had a friend who staged.