I raise my hand to my lips and sensuously lick my cum away, moaning as the flavour of my cum mixes with my saliva and fills my mouth. Our eyes still ...olding to each other I slowly saunter towards you, leaning in close to you, tracing my tongue over the outline of your ear before whispering “I want your cock lover boy”. I again lick the outline of your ear before gripping you ass tight and thrusting you into my body, rubbing my pussy against your now throbbing cock. I slowly trace your lips. ”Lincoln’s breathing grew slightly ragged as he stepped closer, his hand cupping my left breast. His thumb gently traced over my nipple as his other hand grasped my waist. By this point both of my hands were resting on his belt.I leaned in and kissed Lincoln softly before whispering, “I’ve been wanting to do this for a while.” Without further hesitation, I nimbly undid his belt and jeans. Kneeling before Lincoln, I glanced up at him, enjoying the look of desperation on his face. Soon I had his. Either way, I was going to find a place near to you. Evan decided the exact same thing - well before Camille made up her mind about what she wanted from life."The house - a house - was going to be purchased and we were going to live there. The fact that you and your mother will live there with us is simply a bonus. I will admit that it will save me from learning how to drive. The simple fact is that your father, for all of his obvious faults, has grown to love you very quickly. I have grown to. My little light was almost useless. A dozen lightning bugs would’ve shed more light.Hauling myself out of the sleeping bag turned out to be a real chore. My stiff muscles protested every move I made and my back was killing me. Payback for not having an air mattress. The atmosphere in the tent was rather brisk, a polite way of saying, “too damn cold.”First things first, I crawled naked past our saucepan, AKA: a chamber pot. Screw it! I didn’t want to bother cleaning our makeshift toilet;.