He scratched his chin and heard the comforting clicks of his nails against the stubble. ‘I need to shave,’ he thought. Shaving seemed like rock cl...mbing to Jeremy. It just seemed like more effort than it was worth. Hands touching rock, groping to find purchase, seeking a firm footing. There was so much area to cover and so much detail, and for what? A sense of accomplishment? ‘Rock climbing and shaving are solitary sports,’ he thought. Something we do in private to make us feel better in. As soon as we entered the room. I caught hold of her from the back pushed her to the wall and squeezed her boobs very tightly with the one hand and inserted my other hand in her jeans and fingered her pussy and she sounded like mmm… Ohh babyy common let’s do it… Yessss… Harder… Harderr… Keepp goingg… Don’t stop… God!! That was an amazing experience. I was becoming more aggressive and started to finger her more vigorously for 5 mins. And while she was cumming her legs shivered like anything and. The pub was crowded and a coloured chapcalled Ralph asked if he could share our table. He told us he wasfrom Nigeria and that he was a sailor on one of the ships. At onepoint, as we were talking, Ralph said something and Rachel leanedforward and placed her hand on the top of his… the contrast betweenthe whiteness of her skin and the ebony blackness of his caused ashiver to run through me. Shortly afterwards, Ralph excused himselfto go to the toilet and I asked Rachel if she had ever been. I didn't know her son at all, though.Sunny was lying in bed and her son was kissing his mother's belly, slowly continuing a trace of warm kisses downwards. When he started coming near the bush, his mother opened her legs, and he bent down and gave a kiss between them. This was just closeness and not really a sexual act, even though the boy's tongue was clearly in there and his head was bobbing vigorously for quite a while. Although this was his first time, I was sure they had done this part.