Patterson raised his left and, cupping Wendy's right breast, his hand barely large enough for it, squeezed it, rubbed it, pushed against her nipple. W...ndy groaned and he said "..to make sure you dont get raped by any more mexicans" he laughed again and leaned forward, putting his mouth against hers, Mr.Patterson kissed Wendy deeply , sucking her lips, his mouth rough, his face sharp with whiskers of a growing beard, his tongue tasted of hard liquor as he pushed against her tongue, when he. She drove there in no time, and as we poured over the menus, I caught her glimpsing over the top of her's, at me!Could she tell I was having problems? I didn't want to burden her, but I thought of no one else that I felt comfortable, around.We both had filet mignon with sauteed mushrooms and, ofcourse, some delicious cabernet sauvignon, a full bottle.When we got back, we were both so full, and somewhat exhausted.I was actually hoping Celia would ask me to spend the night, and she didn't. When the lacy butterflies came into view, Dan let out a low whistle."Damn," he stated. "Darlin', those are sexy."She gave a little smile, then sat back on the edge of the bed. "They are crotchless," she stated simply. The expression on his face made me think that Dan might fall over.She looked at the two of us, who were both fully clothed. "It's not fair to ask me to undress if you two aren't going to," Dawn complained playfully. Needless to say, Dan and I were both rapidly naked – so much so. From that beginning, they began seven years of sexual bliss. George was sure of two things. The first was that he absolutely relished fucking Diane. The second was that for some odd reason, he believed, no he knew he loved her. Unfortunately, George also ‘knew’ that while she continually and completely satiated him, he was not the sole provider of Diane’s sexual satisfaction. He only mentioned that certainty to his closest friends, and even then, only in terms of his suspicions. Nevertheless,.