Can we kiss again?"She nodded and snuggled closer to him. This kiss went on forever, and before it was over they were both squirming against each othe...."I want to touch you," he moaned, sliding his hands up the sides of her rib cage. "I want to touch you up here." Oh, yes!" [Yes, touch me, Joe. Touch me everywhere.]Pete sucked on her neck as he squeezed her boobs."I like it," she moaned. "Here, I'll unbutton the blouse. I want to take it off." [Kiss me everywhere, Joe, kiss me everywhere.]Pete. Stepping out from the game room one found oneself on an elevated deck. It was this deck, from where my trek to freedom was to start tonight. The extra rooms below the first floor, plus my penthouse on top made the two story-building a four story affair for someone like me, trying to climb down from the top floor.I had selected the bathroom as my escape door because my bed room window was of the type that slid open to the top and there was nothing to which I could tie my bed sheet rope. The. I was theirbitch, in the true sense of the word. It felt right inso many ways also. To be taken in the most primal way.Submitting to them felt so good. My conflict wastearing me apart. Which is why I decided to take sometime off and find myself. I had been up here in the mountains of North Carolinafor the weekend. A friend had let me spend the weekendin his cabin. I was thinking of spending longer though,and get my head together. Find out what I wanted. I had seen several rattlesnakes, but they. Annette was in a robe that was very loosely tied and John had a towel around his hips when I arrived. After introductions he told me that there was another robe in his bathroom for me. I went and changed into it and came back to the living room. John got up to get us all drinks and Annette come over and gave me a big kiss while letting her robe come open. Annette was 46 but still had a great body and a fantastic rack with nipples that stood out at least an three quarters of an inch. I.