After Matti had provided everyone with either a cup of tea, or coffee, depending on their personal tastes, he sat down and asked John, “I’ve been ...ondering if you’ve heard anything more about the shootout between those two bikers, and the cartel people. I didn’t notice anything in the news before we came out here, and Dawn said she hadn’t seen anything on any of the news feeds they get at their station.”John thought for a moment before answering, “I did read a draft of a press release that will. Why should I? It's not like I don't have anything thatthey don't. Let it stay open, I tell myself. What do I have to hide?Feeling confident, I stroll over to the box and open it again. Thistime a dark red candy without a wrapper sits on a note that says "takea ride". That last candy didn't do anything to me so I can beat thisone, too. I casually place it into my mouth and wait for the change.Nothing.I'm still here. The scene hasn't changed. What gives? Did I beat it?Ha ha! I beat the. Oh dear Lord, I wish it could last all day and that she will be forever mine.Slowly we speeded up, Camilla knew so well how to bring me back to health.Our breathing increased as our moans and the pressure in our pumping veins.Her love lips swoll under my licks and kisses, her clit poke out its head.Circling the cute clit with my tongue, teasing to touch it, my nose up her slit.Nosing in and out of her in our rythm of love, I could still breath a bit ...But I almost felt like drowning again. Not. I breathed deeply catching the sweet aroma of her quim even before she stepped out of her underwear and I lifted it to my face. I glanced up at my wife as she watched me in the mirror, “You really are just a dirty little boy at times, aren’t you, Kevin?” I grinned broadly and nodded as I ran my left hand slowly up between her thighs. A trace of guilt wormed its way into my head as I imagined it was Mia’s young thighs that my hand was between, searching its way up to her sweet, tight and I was.