He stroked his cock with the other hand until I took over for him. That freed up his other hand to explore my body, waist, chest, back. He pinched my ...ipples quite hard, giving me a thrill. I think you liked that, he whispered. I nodded, way short of breath. My hand was exploring his balls, too. He squeezed my balls, pretty hard, enough to elicit a moan. His hand moved back to that nerve filled area between the balls and the asshole and rubbed for a long time. I got hotter and hotter, till I. That means you understand the why's and how's of interpersonal interaction. Find out what happened to those people on the plane."Adam reached up to the zipper just below her neck. He grabbed the tab and pulled it down past the bottom of her breasts. Anna was too stunned to react. There once was a time when she would have been incensed by her husband exposing her body to a prospective sex partner. Unlike "dress up nights" she had not had time to consider all the implications.Anna reached up and. I moved over to where he was sitting, sat next to him, my arousal was my courage, then reached my hand over to his leg and grabbed his thigh. Shocked, he said, "what are you doing?" I then moved my hand up and put it right on his crotch. He didn't move. Then I began to kiss his neck slowly. At first, I was shocked he didn't react. He was way more buzzed than I was. I then began to kiss his chin and his cheeks and back to his neck. Finally I went in for a deep wet mouth kiss. We began to kiss. He's, he's aiming at me again. No. No, no, I can see him aiming for my crotch. For my vagina. 'No. no, Oh, God, he wouldn't. God don't let him. Relief. I feel relief for a moment. I am relieved of my hope. He's moved the barrel up level with my chest. My nipples. Of course, they're natural targets for him like sex bull's eyes. He's so unoriginal but I don't want that either. Just as he's fired again, he's moved the aim and a dart's lodged in my.