My tongue was seeking his, lusting for him. I had never felt this way. Our kiss broke and he looked at me. I heard my voice say, "Please". Mike asked ...Please what?” I hesitated and said "Please, take me". He carried me to the bed, laying me on my back and I opened my thighs to welcome my black lover. He took off my shoes; thong and I helped him take off my babydoll. He started kissing my thigh inching himself toward my pussy. In a magical way he kissed my clit and this was exactly what I. Your eyes dart to the left. Before the bombs, this would have been a pleasant suburb. But five years after the mists had changed that. Massive trees and vines grew across the ground; into houses and into chimneys. You can hear the chitter of carnivorous monkeys above, but you can’t be fucked with them right now. The cat is after you again.You skid left toward a house; ignoring the front door blocked by a thick root and instead slam against the tall fence door.Bang. Nothing. Locked. Shit.You. I have to go, Claire is kissing me to death, bye.”Ken said, “What a way to go,” just as I’d hung up.Our days off were lots of fun; The second day; we went back to where the event was. We saw how beautiful it was during the day. Upon seeing who we were, officials allowed us access to the area, provided we touched nothing along the way.“Charles, it’s so beautiful, how old is it?” Kalista asked.“It was reconstructed after the fall of the tyrants Hipparchus and Hippias in the early 500s, around. My hands never leave his hair. He stands up straight, his hands still on my hips. ‘I love you my beautiful southern belle,’ he says. Then he leans in and kisses me softly. I take the bottom of his t-shirt in my hands and pull up. He raises his arms to help me get his shirt off him. I toss it to the floor. I lean into him. We both moan as we felt the skin on skin contact. He slowly guides me backwards to the bed, not once looking away from my eyes. He softly sings the lyrics to a Sloan song.