The human race stinks. In the end, it’s best to only look out for yourself. You never know who people really are underneath it all. History is fille... with examples of men and women who have fallen because they put their trust in the wrong person. Samson, legendary hero of the Hebrews fell because he trusted that bitch Delilah. Queen Elisabeth of England nearly fell because of Sir Robert Dudley. Trust is for the weak. This is something I learned from my parents. My friends are constantly telling. She stood up again deciding to pull them off, putting them in the far corner away from her. She squatted down once more, feeling as if she were about to burst. She tried to relax her bladder, wishing this wasn't happening, face going red in the darkness. It was harder than she'd thought, her body not co-operating. It still thought this wasn't the place to go. Finally a single squirt of pee splashed out of her and she jolted in shock. The warmth hit her foot and at the same time a hand began. We didn’t break up for more than ten minutes. It was like the best 10 minutes of my entire life. She was lying below me and I was on top of her. I moved down to her chin then to her neck. She was aroused by my moves and when I lightly bite her on her neck she moaned in pleasure and pain. To keep her quite lip locked her again this time more passionately, voting her lips lightly, playing with her tongue.Now it was time to move down again. From her neck to the cleavage. She resisted a little bit. Michelle had said (in humor) "Want to trade husbands for a day?" and Natalie had said: "If you're serious, I think I'd like to try that, once." They discussed it a few more times before deciding to go through with it. They decided that written notes were needed so that the husbands would not hesitate to accept the offer as real. Trading with Rick and Natalie became a once-a-month affair (pardon the pun). They were even able to get together a couple of times as a foursome by putting all five.