There is a constructed granite stage. We use to sleep there. One summer while no body was there for three days and all gone to native on leave I slept...there alone. This guy also came tosleep there. I chat with him and with hot sigh I concealed my feelings and tried to sleep. This guy on slept immediately or pretend as slept. I slowly made my movements. He shouted as if he was in bad dream. Please leave me was his shout repeatedly. I thenDid not try and slept. Second day also the same thing.. We stopped long enough to make our way to my bedroom and immediately the clothes started to come off. First our shirts and then my bra. I’d worn his favorite that day, black and lacy. He took his time removing it, sucking my nipples into his mouth through the fabric before releasing it and completely feasting on my breasts. He knew how to make my head spin even without touching anything but my tits. He knew that if he began nibbling gently at my nipples, I would be helpless, writhing on the bed. She was mine and I was keeping her all to myself…for now. There is nothing sexier to me than my wife’s cute round belly. Not a pot belly mind you, no it’s just round and soft and perfect for me. Years of yoga and belly dancing classes kept her fit but not athletically buff. All she had to do was show me that sliver of skin between her shirt and jeans and my cock would harden instantly. A few years after we had settled into our marriage (a very good one I have to say) I began to crave. The weather patterns had changed slightly, and it was probably due to the strike and new island that had been created in the Atlantic Ocean. The people who had survived the impact and subsequent almost month of rain now faced not only starvation, but freezing to death. The few places that retained utilities were turning away people. It was sad, but had to be done. Supplies only stretched so far.On the South American continent, snow was falling from the most southern tip of it to several hundred.