Conflict as evolved to where the one starting the fight sends his pack to hunt the other pack, and those controlling the packs rarely ever die, while ...hose in the pack die at horrible rates. However, in my observations of female interaction, if the world were ruled by women I think the world would be filled with ninja assassins! At least then the people starting the fight would be the people that are going to die. Yay for ninja assassins! Looking back though, we men and women are raised in our. I've got such a hard on, you wouldn’t believe it."Rob then came around Cheryl’s desk and started kissing her. She was shocked, but too horny to refuse. He slowly pressed his hand down to Cheryl’s orange pubic hair, and slid his middle finger into her hot, wet pussy. While he continued to kiss her, Rob’s finger rotated and pressed her G-spot, deep within her quivering love tunnel. Cheryl moaned as she had the first vaginal orgasm.Standing up, Rob then pulled off Cheryl’s blouse and bra, picked. We kissed deeply, sharing her nectar, then dozed off in each others’ arms. It was wonderful. I’m not sure how much time had passed when we heard, “I come home early and THIS is what I find?” Jolted awake, I turned towards the doorway where Paula’s husband Jim stood with a suitcase at his feet and hands on his hips. My rock hard cock went soft in an instant. Paula sat up quickly. I noticed her face was still flushed. “Hi, honey. I didn’t expect you home until tomorrow. Let’s chat.” There was. We talked about life and love, and adventures we’d both had, and found we had a lot in common. At one point, the conversation turned to sex, and Josh mentioned that he was “open to anything” these days. I found the conversation and his physical attractiveness turning me on a bit, and at times throughout the evening, I felt him giving me subtle signals: his hand that would brush against mine, a look with those intense eyes that would linger just a bit longer than usual, coming close to me and.