Whenever we would get together we would talk like soul mates. I am actually closer to Amy than to my sister. As teens, we even talked about sex. About...losing our virginity, about blow jobs, pussy licking, anal sex, and the things we did with our boy/girl friends. She is the ONLY person I every told about my fooling around with another man when I was in college. Once when I went to visit her at her college she set me up with her best friend. “You'll like her, she loves to fuck.” It was a weekend. Then my hands began to wander down to his waist. I unbuckled his belt, the button and zip on his trousers. Letting my hand slide in and take hold of him. I started working my lips down from his lips, around his neck and towards that fit body of his. As my tongue was gliding down, David’s breathing came a little more rapid. I was busy pulling his trousers and boxers down over the knees.With my hand on his erection, I got my answer; yes he was well endowed. I smoothly gilding back and forth, up. God my cock was hard and I felt awful as if I'd taken advantage of her distress. Donna put her hands around her to calm her down and she kissed my wife, Donna turned her head away from her and she started to kiss Donna's neck, I was watching this with a massive erection. As she carried on kissing my wife's neck she also had her hand on her breast, gently carressing her nipple.I stood up and came round to where Donna was sighing and started to kiss her on the lips, she hungrily kissed me back,. Nice park, Yankee Stadium. Good, solid third-place club, those Yanks.It would have been kind of neat if Game Six had turned out to be a masterpiece. I'd like to have felt the tension while Sam Bailey worked into the seventh inning without having given up a hit. Or I would have enjoyed a nice, 9-8 slugfest -- with us pulling it out with a walk-off homer in -- say -- the eleventh inning. Something like that would have been pretty cool. Some of the sportswriters already had been complaining that.