I had never done anything like this on a first date, if this was a date. I doubted myself if I could through with this. What if I chickened out and ...an? What if they wanted more then a blow job? What if we said no and they said yes? But somehow I completely trusted Stephanie and as Tom kissed me again, I felt his package. I didn’t seem to big, or too small. That was comforting.When we opened the door, she led them both to the same bed and sat them down next to each other. She turned me. His excitement hummed through her body. Without seeing, she reached out for his head, pulled him to her mouth and ravaged him with a kiss.“Do you want me to, baby?”“So much.”Surrounded by strangers, finger lengths away from her most private places, she felt above all the bond that wrapped her husband to her. They were partners in this erotic caper, forever welded by trust, faith and desire. What she wanted, so did he. Boundaries were for breaking, their union, so present now in the swirl of. Faith’s hot flesh against his cold chest created an audible intake of air from both, until Bill’s mouth covered hers, his hands massaging her back. Without warning, the cold cloth was now scrubbing his back, in the reckless motion of unrestrained passion. Breaking the kiss, he said, ‘Hey, I want my shirt back. I wasn’t finished yet.’ ‘Sorry, I couldn’t help myself,’ she pouted, and pulled his head back for a soft, whimpering, ‘please-forgive-me’ kiss. Taking over control of his sweatshirt, he. "I nodded slowly. Dad could see that I was a little confused. He held his palm out. Without using words, he was asking me if he could have his gun back. I surrendered the weapon immediately."Now that you're interested in guns," said Dad, "how about we go to the park together and shoot some birds?" I don't want to kill birds. Birds don't hurt anyone." Neither do cows but you eat Big Macs all the time. If you don't learn how to shoot, how are you going to protect yourself and your family when you.