"I wish I had a camera. This is beautiful."We each held out an arm to her and she joined us in a group hug. We tried to extend our sharing to her, and...I think we might have succeeded a little bit. She sighed deeply, and then she made a soft cooing sound. We put our heads on either side of hers and stepped up the volume as far as we dared without breaking the mood."Oh! I feel so warm and good!" Bambi said. "Is that it? Is that what you're feeling? It feels like... heaven."We eased off a bit and. I left one leg up onto a near by chair and feel your tongue dart into my wet slit with no hesitation, no teasing.MY legs shake as your tongue slips up against my clit and I know I can not stand like this for long. I lower my leg and slip away from you, leaning back against the long table in the middle of the room, bunching my skirt up around my waist. You crawl over to me drooling with lust and ready for more than just that taste. Your lips close around my pussy as I lean back on the table. ‘All set?’ I ask. ‘Sure.’ She looks at me for a few seconds, a smile developing. ‘I know why we always go to our grandparents when Dad comes back from a trip.’ Does she? Both sets of grandparents live about thirty miles from us and near each other. While the kids often spend time with them on other occasions, they do generally go over to one or both sets when their father comes home. Frequently, like this weekend, they will stay with one set tonight and the other tomorrow. I look at my. ”“So was the Soviet Union,” Jack said. “In fact, a lot of the governments we put in place replaced governments that had been put in place by the Soviet Union.”“No. The Marxist movements in Africa and South America were genuine. Maybe the Soviets did provide some help, but the desire was a real desire. It was American interference that destroyed legitimate governments,” Jane said.Jack said, “Having lived under a socialist regime, I feel that we did the best thing in the world for those other.