My hard cock rubbed against the fabric of my boxers and then through to the bottom of her nightshirt. Kate turned her face toward me and I kissed her...cheek again. Then I moved my mouth down to her neck and kissed her several times gently there as well. I could sense shivers go all through Kate’s body. Her breath quickened and, all of the sudden, she stuck both of her arms straight up in the air as if I’d yelled “Stick em up!” I knew what she wanted me to do. I reached down and grabbed the. I don't remember drinking it." You don't? I do. You said you liked it. Said it was a little bit smoky, a little bit sweet, a little bit like licorice. I thought that was a good description. I remember being glad you were enjoying it..." Yes! Now I remember! Curious, it's like remembering a dream. It might be totally forgotten, but if you make a note about it when you first wake, the note can help you remember later. It's as if you've lost the mental pointer to the memory, and the note helps you. Aja reclined atop her bed, her back supported by pillows propped against the headboard. The lights were out but scented candles were burning on her nightstands. A portable radio softly played WNLX-FM. She was wearing a diaphanous white peignoir set -- a bra and G-string made of the sheerest white fabric and a mid-thigh-length robe with three-quarter sleeves made of the same material. Her hair was down instead of tied in her pony tail, and held with a white headband festooned with red stick-on. .. to get me in the mood, the first one to make the other cum will have the honor of servicing me first," the man announced.Before she was able to turn, Wendy pushed her to the ground and quickly moved her head down between her legs... and she knew that it wouldn't take much for her friend to win the honor.II.Jessica sat quietly on the ride back into town... embarrassment would have been an understatement. Despite the last hour of nonstop sex, she was becoming hornier by the second... and it.