The men grabbed her, kneaded her tits, sucked her nipples, clapped her ass cheeks, and let her hands wander over her whole body. One drove over her co...umn with his crooked, dirty middle finger and soon put his finger in her cunt. Another stroked her rosette with his wet finger and tried to stick his finger in her asshole. Everyone gradually fetched their semi-hard cocks out of their wide trousers and began to jerk them off, touch my wife's body with their links, and continue to touch, caress,. It wasn't adoration. It wasn't a crush. It wasn't something that wavered. It wasn't something that faded.I thought I had rebuilt my life in the five years since Kelly and I divorced. I thought I had everything I needed to ensure my happiness. I had my children. I had my career. I had time for myself and my hobbies.I was happy. I can say without reservation that even before I met Carrie, I was happy.But I can say with equal certainty that I was happier after I met her — far happier. In a couple. Ye have more'n a small affinity fer creatin', or ye'd have failed in this fer sure," Celes exclaimed.Danica blushed, and smiled. "You really think so?" Aye, Dearie, I wouldna lie to ye," Celes replied, and then added quietly, "Ye get enough o' that around here."Danica caught a glimpse of something around Celes' neck, and felt her stomach knot when she saw the chain that she could tell was exactly the same as the one around her neck. "Celes, does that charm... Is it like mine?" Aye, Zoraster. Turning around, Justins eyes landed on Brittanys ass again, as she was bent over looking for the ingredients for who-knows-what. Uh, hell yeah? Justin responded as if it was unneeded to ever ask such an obvious question. I think Im in love, he toyed. Youre right. I may be succumbing to the stereotype if I make you a sandwich while you play video games… Brittany teased. I know! Ill make you a quesadilla! Justin erupted into laughter, Right! Nothing stereotypical about a border-bunny chica.