The Jeep could be in the garage.I rang Massimino’s doorbell at around 8:30. The door was painted dark green to match the shutters. It was almost dar..., the July temperature in the mid 70s. Comfortable. We could hear cicadas. Or crickets. Some chirping things that only chat with you in the summer.Across the street a lawn sprinkler was waving lazy whorls of misty water back and forth, back and forth.For some odd reason a question Walker had asked me had popped into my mind, “Winter, would you. My nipples on your skin send shocks through me. I try to squeeze my boobs around your balls as your legs wrap around my back. I need you so fucking badly. I push off of you and move up to straddle you, quickly lowering my dripping slot over your steel hard shaft. “So fucking juicy”, you groan. I lean forward as I grind my hips onto you, and you take my stiff nipples into your mouth and suck hard. The pain flows smoothly into pleasure and my eyes roll back in my head, “Please don’t stop…. It was a simple black tank top that cut off above the midriff. There was a Spade on the front with a “Q” inside of it, and on the back, black letters spelled out “Certified Black Cock Slut”. It arrived in a plain brown box with a note that read “NO BRA!!!”. The words were underlined several times, and the note was signed “June Maki, CoS Wardrobe Department”. After trying it on in the mirror, sans bra of course, I made a mental note to give June the biggest hug in the world when I finally met. "It's colder'n Hell." Hey, man!" Mig breathed. "Howdja do that?" It... It looks kinda like me!" Nora bent close, brushing off the light coating of frost crystals that formed as her breath touched it."You mean, we could do stuff like that?" Ginger whispered, her eyes wide. "You're kidding us!" Like that, or maybe different things. The point is, you five are the only ones in the Wolves who've got the kind of minds that can learn to do these things. At least, you're the only ones what ain't got no.