Paige was a former swimmer who embraced weight training as a means to stay fit. Her defined muscularity was exquisitely proportioned without appearing...bulky. However, there was nothing pretentious or self centered in her personality. She was self confident without a hint of vanity. Utterly charming and very feminine, she was barely twenty one years old. Since I was married and lusted after Paige more than my husband, it threw me for a loop and I masturbated nightly with her at the center of my. As I put on my condom I dragged my tongue all the way up her spine, then kissed the back of her neck."That felt good!" This will feel even better..."I plunged myself in hard and fast. I started fucking her from behind with my hands holding onto her shoulders, pushing myself as deep insider her as possible. The impact of our bodies slapping together was loud. Her screams were louder. Gosh, the view of the city was incredible."Oh fuck yes. Keep going."I started pulling her hair and kissed the. Syria had also been infected by the Arab Spring and was imploding. The protests had moved beyond protesting and the nation was sinking slowly and inexorably into a civil war. Hafez Assad had been brutally efficient at suppressing revolt in his country, but his son, Bashar, could only claim to be brutal. The unrest kept growing. By the fall it was him and his minority Alawite tribe and their Iranian supporters, most of whom were Shia Muslim, fighting the Sunni majority, with the Christian and. "He laughed. "Okay. I never thought of it that way."She reached behind her and unhooked her bra. She kept it on for a moment, teasing him."You do that so smoothly." Trust me, after a few years of getting in and out of these things, a girl gets very good at taking them off."She tossed the bra to one side. His hands went to her breasts, gently squeezing them. "How long have you been wearing a bra?" Since I was 13. Um, warm hands, I like that." You know what else is warm?" He ran his finger up and.