"Ready?" Keith asked."As always." I replied, taking a deep breath as his hands began smoothing oil into my shoulders.The rhythmic pulse of his movemen...s and his tender touch combined with the heady aroma of the oils soothed my senses on many levels, but the proximity of his body ensured one particular sense remained stimulated - my cock lay stiff against my stomach as familiar terms like; effleurage, kneading and wringing; tapotement, cupping and pounding, flowed around my body - as Keith. I started grinding into her. I could tell she loved the grind, as did I, and minutes later I finished with intense spasms against her rear. "I want your ass again," I gasped into her ear. "Tonight," she whispered back.I couldn't wait that long. I took her as soon as I got home from school. I sucked her beautiful, long-nippled little tits and then spun her around onto the couch by the front window and took her ass. And yes, I had her again that night. She was waiting for me by the stairs in a. Further, it was most fulfilling for Susan during the stint of this adventure.As fun as it is reminiscing about old times. They moved on over the years and eventually found new lovers. After a few years their lives crossed paths again for that need of sexual release after that hard day of work. Something to take the edge off that alcohol just won't do. Brian eventually through text explained to Susan that he always enjoyed dominating her in the fun of their countless sexual adventures. He. He'd done some snooping around using his handy camouflage ability, and what he'd found inside those containers confirmed his worst fears; Kingpin was trying to rebuild the collider. The site was directly above several abandoned sections of subway tunnels; the cylindrical structure perfect to accommodate the newly rebuilt universe-blender. Despite coming within minutes of destroying the whole of Manhattan, the crime boss had once again shrugged off the tenets of basic morality, and once again.