Suddenly Richie changed directions, moving to the car, though he stillhadn't willed himself to do so. It was as if the voice had read histhoughts abou... the car being able to get it where it wanted to go."Local transportation located," the voice stated emotionlessly.Several seconds later, Richie was sitting in the driver's seat,motionless. Almost as if waiting for something. Then he realized thatthe voice couldn't go anywhere... the keys were inside the house,sitting on the counter. He'd noticed. "Let's have a race, you can run for miles along the sand."And so the couple raced along the shoreline, their feet slapping into the shallow water and throwing up spray. The rain poured incessantly on to their nude bodies and their hair was soon plastered and soaking. It must have been an hour, before they stopped and sank on to the sand together."Gosh, Katie, I have such fun with you. Time for a swim!"The water was colder than any thing they had experienced and after twenty minutes, Katie. CM * Never in the history of family feuds was there ever one as violent, or indeed un-necessary, as that between the Mitchells and the Coopers. The Montagues and Capulets, and the Martins and the Coys pale into insignificance beside the Mitchells and the Coopers, and it all started over a woman. Four generations ago two young men, Henry Mitchell and George Cooper were the best of mates. Their families lived next door to each other, at numbers 32 and 34 Mortons Lane in a small rural village. I got on top of her and began to kiss her again. I kissed down her neck and licked her pretty little nipples. Sucking and kissing them until they were hard like two cute little chocolate chips. mmmmmmmmm She said no, wait!!!!! are you sure you know what to do here????? I laughed in my head and told her just to relax. I got down between her legs and began to kiss her pussy with my huge tongue. She moaned with pleasure as I licked and slid inside and out of her. She pulled my hair not even.