So much…” I touched her neck, letting my fingers trace the edge of her collared, coaches golf shirt, emblazoned with our team logo. Down between h...r breasts my fingers found their way until I could feel the fabric of her bra. She was so turned on she could barely breathe. “No one can know. Not ever…” She said, the last of it lost in a whisper as I began to unbutton her shirt. I’ve only imagined her body. She is 14 years older than me, and sexy as fuck. I lifted the golf shirt over her head.. In quiet conversation they ate, many keeping their own counsel rather than sharing their thoughts. The missing voices were sharp and painful in their memories.As darkness chased away the heat and the nightly breeze brought cool and moisture from the west, Adilah drew Yakhir by the hand and led him to a back corner of the wall, far beyond the pool of light. Yakhir wanted to share everything in his heart but nothing would come out. They had been deliverers of their people with the great weapons. “Oh fuck,” screamed Terry as his cock slammed into her cervix. He worked his cock in and out of her but kept it just fast enough to ramp her up, so she was wiggling on him trying to get him to fuck her harder.She whimpered in frustration, and he finally sped up. Terry saw stars when she orgasmed. Dale’s grunts of pleasure told her that he was just as content being the one who was fucking her.When he had finally stilled, he dropped her legs, bent over her to kiss her tits and sucked on them. In and out I push the vibe turning it up some as it hums inside of me and I squirm about, my pussy hot and wet, and all I can think of is my dads cock, how red the head was, and how wonderful it looked, oh god I'm such a slut. With those thoughts my body begins to jerk and lift up off the bed, as I cum, trying to be quiet, as I squeak as my entire body glows warmth coming down off the orgasmic high, not as intense as some I've had before but it satisfies me for the night and I put my toy away.