“Who’s this, then?” he asked.Though my feet were frozen to the ground and my fists balled up, somehow I had moved closer and she introduced us. ...��This is my husband, Al. Al, this is Jake — all six feet nine of him.” Though he moved one hand to shake mine, I noticed he still confidently held her shorts up and her bare ass in his other big hand, staking his claim. She clung to his waist, pressed against him without objection, as if our roles were reversed and her naked ass were not. Then gently he intruded his tongue into her mouth, naughtily brushed on her teeth, before sliding it in deeper. His tongue was welcomed by hers eagerly. As their lips sealed, she let him explore each corner of her mouth before mingling her tongue with his. Their tongues touched, played, danced. They were both craving to taste, to exchange saliva with one another. As their kiss prolonged, both of them kept on pulling their naked bodies together until there was no space between them. Bare skin. If she was running away from her own thoughts, her body on the other hand yearned to be chased and it was saying so loudly, like the echoes generated by loud shrieks sent in the middle of a valley of curves, perfected by eons of female evolution and ripped by a lifetime of deistic sculpting. Bonnie could remember a time when her life was mostly filled with joy. Before her twins got old enough to be in college, before her life had taken a sharp turn for the worse about a decade ago, when, on a. It was a real problem for Jimmy. At 6 foot and 180 pounds Jimmy was the best looking guy in school as well as captain of the football team. Rita was the perfect match. She was the head cheerleader and the entire school just assumed they would be a couple. They really did look good together and he really, really did like her too......but that didn't help much when his hormones were raging. After spending the last three hours parked out by the lake, all he'd managed to accomplish was deep kisses,.