Tom remembered the last kiss she gave him and met her with his mouth opened. This time the kiss lasted longer and she slipped him a little tongue.Tom ...as a little stunned as he watched her walk up the stairs to her townhouse. Things were getting better and better he thought. As he was starting to drive away he drove by Amy's townhouse and noticed that there was a white BMW automobile in her driveway and it wasn't her car.Tom again forced himself to wait till Thursday before he phoned Sharon. He. At this point in my new career, it’s nearly impossible for me to sleep without a couple glasses of wine at the end of the day. And after said glasses of wine, the switch flips inside me. I crave the rush. It comes over me by surprise every time. I reach for my glass, and my shirt flicks my nipple just right. Or I go to change into my PJs, catch a glimpse of my tits in the mirror, and feel the sudden pulsing warmth swelling in my dampening panties. I need that rush to come into me. Once I catch. But I was pretty happy about it, feeling kind of horny and I’d fantasized about his cock for a very long time.We both got up from the fire. He started into the cabin. I asked “Where you going?” He turned to me and stared. “I’m just gonna strip. It’s dark. I’m too lazy to go back in and change.” He stared at me for a moment. “Uh, ok.” I turned and walked to the end of the dock and took off my clothes, my back to the cabin. He walked out and stood behind me, I could feel the dock shake as he got. Bobby felt her shudder a little. Her hands cupped his chin and she pulled his face to hers, their lips met and her tongue probed Bobby’s mouth. Bobby grabbed her and returned the kiss avidly. They rolled into each other’s arms and Bobby’s hand began sliding up and down his pretty visitor’s back, caressing her well-proportioned body through her silky nightshirt as she writhed against him. When their torrid kiss ended, Bobby began undoing the buttons of Lana’s nightshirt and got the garment open..