Then, I alternated between a firm push up against her G-spot and a deep dip in. I knew she liked that. Soon, she was slowly pumping her hips up and do...n. Her breathing got faster but she was still quiet. Abruptly, she stopped, opened her eyes, and looked over at me. ‘Are you ready?’ Her eyes darted down and she frowned. I wasn’t hard yet, but, she quickly fixed that by cuddling up to me and using her thigh to get me hard again. When she saw that I was hard enough, she turned onto her belly and. ‘Motown?’… in South Georgia? Never happen. But ‘Finger Popping Time’ became ‘Finger Fucking Time’ with James. Likewise, ‘My Girl’ became ‘Your Girl’ with all the accompanying lyrics. James was a trip, and opened a door that had never even been contemplated at home. James always volunteered to cook special meals like Thanksgiving and Christmas. His Parker House Rolls, and the turkeys he cooked were memorable, even now, 45 years later. I lost contact with him, but I am sure other people,. I woke up, I pressed the button on my iPhone, 02:16. Gosh, I felt so warm and safe laying in Ricks strong arms, he was holding me while I was sleeping on his chest. With a glow still from the fire, I could see his face, a strong jaw line, shaved face, short brown hair and the feeling of his warm skin against mine, I couldn't resist, I moved up and kissed his lips again, his eyes opened. "Hey" he spoke sleepily "I'm sorry, I..." "No, I liked that," he spoke We continued making out, his tongue in. I didn’t have to wait because Phyl took charge. I watched her take hold of his cock and guide it into me. I closed my eyes and waited. She rubbed the tip of his cock along the folds of my cunt, wetting and tickling me. I started getting those shivers and breathed deeply. “Phyl,” I grunted, “you’re teasing me and tickling..go ahead, I’m ready, please!”Then I felt his cock enter me, spreading my cunt lips open, sliding, filling and hurting a little. I adjusted and flinched as it inched.