She started from his chest and was kissing each inch of his body and was sucking his nipples. He too was enjoying it. Then he made her lie and started...to suck her lovely boobs. He first tasted the boobs and then slowly started to suck her pink nipples.While sucking one boob he was massaging the other boob and playing with it. She was moaning in great pleasure and was biting her lower lip and saying “you are too good. It feels so good.” She was pressing his head on to her boobs to make him. I was now sitting back on the sofa, he was leaning over me, kissing down my neck as I felt his hand rise up under my top and onto my bra, his fingertips grazing the exposed tops of my breasts. I said, ‘Martin, you really don’t give up very easily,’ as he replied, ‘No, not when I’m with such a beautiful young woman.’ I left his hand there and as he came back up to kiss my mouth again, he began massaging my breast through the thin fabric, rubbing back and forth across my hard, erect nipples. His. ”He hollered, “Gunnery Sgt Jones, take William Fucking Tell here and see if he’s really that good or if he’s asking to do 1000 pushups! He says he can hit these targets with a damn bow and arrow!”The Gunny chuckled, “I’ll be right back!”Uh-ohhh, I suddenly got nervous. I was hoping they’d have a longbow. I was really nervous when the Gunny came back with something that looked much smaller than my longbow. He said it was a modern ‘recurve’ bow. He said it had a 100Lb pull. I asked for at least. I know this in the sudden rise in your hips, in the way your lips kiss mine now with an urgency so primal that it almost hurts. Sometimes we need the pain. I never pull away, melding our tongues together in their own furious dance.The body always accelerates here, desperate to reach an apex, moving on its own accord. Hips rocking with every thrust into greedy, soaked depths that I seem to know even better than my own body. I've mapped the terrain, studied every secret of this tight fissure,.