I sent.I was down the stairs and in his arms then and the mental contact shifted into something a little more deep and primal. I asked, with my lips s...ill pressed tightly against his.He did. Easily, openly, without reservation. He was a good man, freshly minted from the kind, smart, caring boy he had but recently been. I saw Great Grandpa Dave and Great Grandma Ginny in his thoughts. They had come, and it was their thoughts that Chris had been allowed to see. They had been the ones to open. .. you’re ready, now?" His voice is so weak and broken that it unnerves me a little. At this moment I only want to be held forever. The rest only comes after.But I can’t blame him. I, too, feel that burning sensation coming from within. My breath is getting heavier and heavier too, as the knowledge of what we both want becomes more concrete."A little bit more... sorry."Then, while holding me with one arm, he starts touching me from behind. His left hand moves across my asscheeks, until the. Maybe the little bitch just didn't know how to bring out the best in him.Now Bill gave full strokes with his tongue. Scarcely aware she was doing it, Rita clamped her cunt hard around his tongue. He pulled hard at her pussy-lips. His head bobbed on her cunt as she rocked her hips up and down.Then he drew his tongue out of her fuck-hole and raised his head."If we don't start fucking," he said, "I'm gonna come outside you."He wasn't exaggerating. His cock, stiff as a steel rod, had a drop of. He had once done that when she had made a suggestion about going on top in their love-making. She had not risked any such suggestion again. He was the man. He should take the initiative.But now he kissed her again and she felt his hand roving down her thigh until it came off the hem of her skirt and caressed her leg. Slowly his hand crept up under her skirt and she opened her legs to allow it access between her thighs. She pressed her mouth against his, tongue searching, as he reached her.