”Shelby smiled softly, kissed my cheek, “When those pictures are ready let me know, I want to give them to Kevin on our anniversary.”“What’s...he going to say when you show him slutty pictures of you taken by me?”“I’ll tell him they are selfies” she snuffled. Ten minutes later she was dressed and ready to go, as she readied to return to her husband she said “Let’s not wait so long to do this again.” She turned to leave but I stopped her with a hand on her arm then pulled her close. As our lips. His cock was at once rock hard, and silky smooth. His glans gave softly at the pressure of her lips, and she could feel him shudder in response to each stroke of her tongue. She felt a coolness on her legs, and pausing, she felt her skirt raised above her hips. She tried to turn her head but Mark grabbed a fistful of her hair to keep her in place—the look on his face said it was no time to stop. She twisted and saw Stacey was gone—so were the boys. Suddenly hands were on her ass, and then her. The lure of the trees and partial shadewas irresistible, so Noah was willing to take the (admittedly verysmall) risk of being accused of trespassing on private land to indulgehimself.****"Just a sec, babe." Hurry up, won't you? I'm having to sit up all by myself." Cripes, poor you!"Noah switched on the radio, which was, as usual, tuned to a classicalmusic station and returned to the sofa, where Brenda was waiting, trying(and failing) to look annoyed. They sat, she leaning against him withher. 30 pm we walk in the restaurant, to my surprise is very small and empty, only two old men behind the bar, as soon as we walk in, they started talking Italian, one of them holds Marco and kisses him in the cheeks, Marco tells me he is a very good friend from Sicily, the other holds my hands, looking me all over, telling Marco, ( in a very heavy Italian accent ) she is very beautiful you lucky bastard, he asks him if i like Sicilian cannoli, Marco tells him, she loves my big cannoli, we sat at a.