I closed my eyes as her touch was like an electrical current going through me. I could still smell her want as I pulled her closer and kissed her deep...y, running my hands all over her silky skin, just grazing her trimmed mound. “So do you want me baby.” she purred. I held onto her penetrating stare. “Fucking bet I do.” I said with a grin. “I’m going to fuck you good and proper.” Good, … the harder the better.” she said grabbing me and pulling me closer. I could feel myself getting wet now, as. "A young man of sixteen years reminded America today about who we are, and what we stand for. His words were bravery itself, considering that he alone attacked the crazed gunman who murdered President Gray. Young Kevin Townsend miraculously survived a devastating head wound that doctors have described as 'life ending, ' and recovered sufficiently to be wheeled out into the Rose Garden, at the White House, where was the recipient of the Presidential Medal of Freedom, America's highest civilian. Suddenly he grabbed the back of my head and pulled it down, and thrust deeper and I felt him cum. I was shocked, but pleased. He dumped a good load, and I sucked out the last drops as I came up, licking him clean. He crammed his still hard dick into his pants and left. Nice to be young and fast.I looked up and saw the other two watching from their seats. One came back, stood on the wall, and I blew him off, while the second guy stood next to us and watched, his cock already out for my mouth.. I rolled off of her and smiled.Breathing very hard, Claire asked, “OK, what happened between you and Sarah today, it must have been on the Log ride. Go ahead and tell me – I won’t be mad, I promise. Please tell me?”I explained all I did, and surprisingly, Claire wasn’t very upset. We made love again, this time with her on top and we both were as satisfied as we’d ever been before.“I could call your Mom to come over, and join us, if you’d like to take a break,” I quasi-joked.“Charles, I don’t.