. I want this feeling to last.”I looked into his eyes. He had a faraway look on his face, almost like he was dreaming. “What is it?” I asked.�...�What do you mean?”“You’ve got something on your mind,” I said, “I can tell.”“It’s just...” Then his voice trailed off. “I’ve been thinking about this so much.”I could feel my mouth starting to water. “How much?”“Well...” He swallowed. “Maybe four or five times a day?”“Shit,” I said, “you’ve been jacking off that much?”“Not necessarily,” he said. . Then two fingers were pressing into the warm opening of her pussy, plunging up, up, up, past the hard ring of muscle that released its tightness to allow this intrusion."Aaaahhhh!" she cried out, screwing her hips up to meet his thickly probing fingers. Little helpless mewls of pleasure issued from her lips as her long voluptuously slim body writhed in the throes of ecstasy.Roy could wait no longer. He had had about eight glasses of wine that night, and true, they had quickened his lust, but. It bolsters searing hormones, from it its wild contours, and sexual stir; the moans and groans, one hears, firstly arrives to discern and, to explain how good the pleasure is the, for one, is intense, and both, they are entrenched to is pleasure, and however grueling the pain, is ecstasy too, for at other points, the pushing an invasive cock with brutal force, into a love hole is arousal more, they hold out hard, no doubt, to get more, the wild sexual joining and retractions, repeatedly, as . Maybe I was thinking too much of you and Michelle because I never should have turned my back to the enemy. While in the hospital, I wrote to grandma asking about you. Her return letter sealed my future when she told me you had married Rick.The past would not stay buried as I still only thought of you and Michelle. I tried everything to rid my mind of the past during my rehab even never writing to grandma. However, you never left my eyes nor did the taste of your lips. It took me the rest of my.