Once we were holding each other again she started to caress my chest. Linda rolled onto her back and I lowered my mouth to kiss her nipple. She sighed...happily as I opened my mouth and licked her nipple, covering her breast with my mouth and sucking on it as I continued to lick. At the same time she lowered one hand and started to caress my cock through my briefs.I let my hand caress her thigh and start to move slowly up and then across and down to the other side as I kissed my way across her. Leaning down I stuck my tongue out. Licking my finger I found it a bit salty. The younger man placed his hand on my head and told me to taste it again. Licking my fingers, it was an odd taste. Not bad, just nothing like I've tasted before.The older man said, lick the tip of his dick.Licking across his dick, he told me how he wanted me to lick the underside of the helmet up to the piss slit. He moaned softly as I did it a couple of times. The more I stroked his dick, the more liquid came out. I. Mary Ellen wanted to find a comfortable spot, sit down, cry, and pray the some Divine entity would just snuff out her miserable existence!At 26 years old, Mary Ellen Glasser had accepted that anything and everything she touched would turn to shit! Her father had spent his whole life building the family business, amassing a considerable fortune in the process. When he succumbed to a heart attack two years ago, his wife had unravelled like a ball of string, joining her husband within the year.. "Honey for the amount of money you are going to make off me it would be best to go along with whatever the golden cow says," I replied."Don't make me sound so calculating please," she said. "You know that I saw you at the Cop Out just before you got shot. I wanted to speak to you then but I was afraid." Why because I haven't been calling you. That phone thing works both ways you know. Also I really haven't been my loving self for a while. I might never have really been my loving self. With me.