We surreptitiously lean against each other enjoying the warmth and silent sharing. I chuckle and turn to lean against the door frame. She is behind me...and to my right. Still chatting but I can feel her full attention on me. We are close. My arm & hand is against the doorframe. She pushs back against me again and I slide my hand over her side and down towards her arse. Gently cupping and caressing as I move my hand over her, I feel her tense under me. I shift and move away moving further across. ....Repeat it...over & over ... say it again he demands.Your pace gradually quickens. You begin using your cock like a weapon, forcing it down into my throat with every thrust. You pull my head back so that my throat is perfectly aligned with your cock, a straight conduit from my mouth to my stomach. Satisfied with this arrangement, you drive your hips forward, holding me by the back of the head. You are driving deeper than ever before. You ignore my squealing protests until you are buried deep. “The absence of these ‘Raptured’ folks does create something of an emergency or crisis, worldwide no less, but it also gives us the opportunity to right many wrongs, to correct social injustices, to reform society in a dramatic fashion, and to improve the evolution of our race, the human race, the only race that truly exists in this world. Just think of the decreased levels of carbon dioxide from that fewer people being in this world, not to mention of the lack of the kind of vicious opposition. Back in the mid 80's we had a new neighbor move in next door. Hubby Marc introduced himself and learned he was a police officer transfered here from another province. Hubby told me he was divorced and asked to be tranfered to a new detachment. He was older than we were by 10 years but we soon became friends. We were all into the outdoors so when we decided to go camping one weekend Marc invited Rick to come along since he had a fishing boat and we had a camper. We arrived at the lake on a.