Once, Luke came home drunk from a party. He came in to my room and woke me up. He'd told me I was beautiful and that if we weren't related he would...fuck me to bits. This made me laugh. One night I was sitting in my room. It was 1:30 AM, and I couldn't sleep. I sat in bed reading a book when I started hearing something coming from Luke's room. It sounded like he was in pain. I slowly crept into our conjoined bathroom. The door to his room was open a crack. I peeked into his room to. She had been working in a clothing department when we met and she agreed to go out to dinner with me that very night. It was magic since that first night and I couldn’t believe that she initiated sex with me on our first date. I guess the younger generation is more assertive and less reserved about sex. It didn’t take long for me to ask her to marry and I was shocked when she said: “Why did it take you so long? Of course I will marry you.”I had made reservations at a nice restaurant and was so. It was a maelstrom there inside her, and her tight little organ was playing Ode to Joy on his own.Finally, after what seemed like fifteen minutes of crescendo, Carolyn muttered "mockingbird" again. This time, when Ray stopped and pulled out, she raised no protest."Oh, God, John ... Ray!" she said. "Oh, listen - I'm sorry - but I gotta sleep now!"He let her sleep. Ray learned then how legions of women must have felt when their male partners, immediately after getting what they'd come for, had. Then he sat down next to me, pulled my shirt up and began a very wonderful massage. He had me take my shirt off and worked for several minutes kneading my back and shoulders. After a while, he moved down and removed my shoes and socks. I was wearing shorts and he proceeded to massage my feet. It felt wonderful.Next he started working my way up my legs. His hands slowing making their way under the legs of my pants. He stopped for a minute and suggested that I remove my pants. Again, I complied..