Again came that overwhelming sense of his maleness and an annoying surge of moisture between my legs. I tried to think of a reason to say no, and coul...n't come up with one.He was waiting for an answer, looking down at me with his hair ruffling in the breeze. I knew by the look in his eyes that he was dying to touch me, but he waited until I nodded my assent before he reached out to caress one of my breasts. His thumb rubbed my nipple through the fabric of my blouse and I felt it harden.. He would look down, tell me how good it feels, then i would open my eyes and look him in the eyes while continuing, and even smile while going deeper. Then only short moments before he would have filled my mouth with his warm cum, he would pull out, wanting more!Help me up, then make me face the wall, i would make it easier for him and just remove my skirt, making it easy for him to get what he wanted, he would just pull down my wet panties while holding me against the wall, then pull my lower. I do not take my subjects lightly. Which is why I know you cannot take them. You may try, but they will remain mine. The challenge I offer is not to only make my subject yours in body, as you have done with your women, but in their lives, their dreams, and their emotions. I do not believe you are capable of fulfilling those aspects at all. Yes you fill your women with lust and maybe dreams of you in their beds, but can you claim that any of your women actually believe you gave them purpose,. Jim basically said how the thought of me going on a trip with Roger excited him and how badly he still felt for wrecking our honeymoon years ago when he got arrested. Jim said his only request was that I send a few pictures every day. I asked a few times if he was sure and each time he showed me how hard he was. I guess that was my answer. I reminded him I was not on birth control and that he had gotten a snip after our second c***d was born. I was sure Roger was virile and I could be risking.