” She took his hand and led him back to the couch. She held his hand passed the opening of her side hem as they talked. He combed his fingers throug... her long brunette hair and looked at her. She stared back and he used his hand on the back of her neck to guide her closer and kissed her, lightly at first then more passionately.Lisa moaned softly accepting his probing tongue into her mouth, the palm of her hand to his cheek.“I’ll get us another drink,” John said taking out their mostly empty. --- "I ..." --- Lilly struggled to answer.--- "Did you tell anybody about what happened?" --- said Hank.--- "No, sir." --- she said timidly. She was very intimidated by them.--- "Did you tell anybody about us?" --- asked Sam.--- "No."--- "Anybody knows you're here?" --- asked Hank, putting his hand on her head. His hand was so big she felt like he could crush her skull if he wanted.--- "No, sir. I skipped school early, and told my parents I'll be spending the night at my friend's place"---. Consistent with her flame-tousled complexion, her nipples were the palest of pink, delicate and finely formed.It was with an animal savagery that he stepped forward and locked one burly arm around the terrified young wife's slender waist and squeezed, forcing her to bend over backward. Kim tried to protest, but his other hand was clamped over her mouth with a sudden force... and her head was forced back to where it crashed against the wall, causing her to see stars. She was pinned between his. ”“Dax, why don’t you go get a shower and fuck me slow and easy one more time before we call it a night…..I really love you, Dax, you’re so good to me.”“Ok Chelsea, I’ll only be a few minutes, meet you in bed and by the way….I really love you sweetheart.”As I showered, I was thinking about all the good sex Chelsea and I had enjoyed. After we had been married for about 6 years, the same sex all the time was becoming a little stale. For several weeks we discussed the possibility of having a .