You lean in ever so close; I can feel your breath mix with mine, your lips invade the bubble around mine. And then you back away, and I can see the sk..., but your eyes are burned into my thoughts, a soft hazel I can just barely make out.You’re the girl of my dreams, and this is the scene of my dreams. I want you to pinch me. I want you to reassure me that all of this is real. I want you.I try to reach for you, but in the moonlight you give me a look. I put my hand back above my head, as if they. She had cum time after time in a multiple orgasm as he fucked her hard and fast until he finally came himself.She had threatened him with dire bodily harm after she had dressed, if he ever did that again, then kissed him passionately and went home.Holly opened the door again that next Saturday morning and smiled up at Peter Tallman. “Hi, come on in!” she squealed, grabbing his hand and pulling him inside. Peter was dressed in old shorts and a t-shirt and carrying a plastic bag with more clothes. "His wife was at a family funeral. He, he slept with me."I showed no more emotion to Jen. In my mind, I was wondering if I could kick his ass. One thing was certain. I was going to give it my best shot! He was a little taller than me and maybe 10 pounds heavier. I also had about five years on him, but fuck it! It was mine to do, and I had no intentions of shirking that duty. There are a few things in life that are so obvious, so clear to a man, that they need no thought. I had to keep an. I, as the dealer, had one card up and one card down. The up card was an eight. I turned over the down card and it was a ten. I had an eighteen. Since the dealer must hit sixteen or lower and stop on seventeen or higher, I had no choice but to stop. Amy won a chip. Mary Beth lost a chip, and Janet won two chips.The game continued quietly as the women concentrated on playing their hands correctly. Janet was playing a simple system. She was betting two chips until she lost. She then bet one chip.