As they ordered and waited for their food, they talked a little about their week. The conversation stayed very light, but the tension between them—t...e sexual tension—did not. She was struck by how handsome and well tuned he looked, and he was in awe looking at her. In her beautiful red dress, she looked like a fully grown thirty-something year old beauty queen. They finished their dinner and went straight to Ronnie's apartment. They got in and he turned on one light, brought both of them a. “Fuck me,” she commanded, grabbing a fistful of my hair. “Fuck me with your tongue.” The sudden change of power overtook me. Like a man stranded in the desert, I feverishly lapped at the juices flowing between her soft, brown lips. As I continued orally caressing her labia, her grip on my hair relaxed. Lovingly she traced down my ear, under my chin, and with one finger urged me forward to her most sensitive spot. First, a tiny kiss. Next, I encircled her clit with the tip of my tongue, then. Philip almost considered rolling over on top of Mary and giving her the third hot lusty fuck of their evening but then he decided to let his newly pregnant wife sleep. He knew that when Mary first conceived, she always needed more rest and sleep than she usually needed. Then, Philip knew he was going to have to get some sexual release if he was going to sleep. How many times had he cum that day and here he was feeling horny again?? Philip was amazing even himself. He finally got up from the bed. . had not been. Several beer cans and even a pizza box in or near gutters told Kent that the old neighborhood had deteriorated a bit. As has the city, unfortunately.Certainly, the main street has deteriorated, more than "a bit". Three "five-and-tens", long gone; a men's shop, locally owned, also long gone—as are its founders, whose resting places are in the cemetery Kent knew he would visit, for each of his grandparents are buried there. The movie theatre, and he remembered its name, the.