Kara attracted my attention as she was wearing a Sooner Rose Bowl shirt. I introduced myself as my Masters is from OU. She laughed that she had not at...ended OU but became an OU fan when her and her husband attached themselves to Sooner fans at the Rose Bowl. The warmth and welcoming spirit of the OU fans impressed her. After the reading we moved to the coffee shop. That Saturday afternoon I had learned Kara and Tim relocated from Illinois eleven months before I moved from Oklahoma. My heart. I kissed her deeply when I met her at the door, holding her in my arms as I did so. She had some intoxicating scent on and it only made me want her more. She felt good in my arms, every curve of her body pressed against me tightly. "Baby, you smell delicious enough to eat," Jayne said as she traced the length of my cock with her fingers. "I'd better not, though. I see quite a spread over on the table." "That's right, Jayne," I told her as I escorted her to the small table in the kitchen. "I've. ....She was really the coolest sister. We got in bed that night, got our clothes off, and I told the story about Steve while she sucked my tits and ate my puss. Then I did her the same way. I already loved her more than any boy. " Sikie spoke to Tom:" Okay, I'm just yakking up a storm, you are not saying too much. Remember a while ago, this afternoon, I asked you to tell me what you wanted, you dived and dodged. Maybe you just want to go home, is that what you want?" I was dying for her. That. “Mikki – her name is Michaela, but she goes by Mikki – and before you say anything, yes, we’re Ricky and Mikki. We didn’t plan it, it just worked out that way. Oh, and you might; she said she’d probably stop by the gym when her class was over.”It turned out that at this time of day, after the pre-work fitness fanatics and before the guilty-conscience lunch crowd, the gym was vacant, so our idea of joining in on a pickup game was a non-starter. We got busy playing, the squeaks of our sneakers on.