His hands grabbing my ass to pull me closer to feel his excitement. I moaned and moved against him. My hands were all over him. I could feel his rest...aint and smiled at the effect I had on him. But he knows the effect he has on me.He slowly took my shirt off and laid it on a chair. I started to take my bra off but he stopped me by putting his hands on mine and smiled as he shook his head. I let my hands drop down. He kissed me again. Trailing kisses down my neck to the edge of my bra...driving. They found the gas was still in his lung and operated on me. They cut 50% of one lung and 33% of the other to remove the gas residue. This reduced my breathing capabilities so I have been medically discharged from the services. I am on a special pension. They have no idea how long I will live so I was told to ‘Go and enjoy life.’ I have to return every two years for a check up. If you see me breathing hard for no apparent reason. Just get me to sit down. It means I have pushed myself too hard. You realize that I am not far away, and quicken your pace slightly. Ohh, you feel so good inside of me. I taste your neck, it tastes of salty sweat. I hear those little grunts escape from your throat as clench my legs around your body, and pull you deeper, and deeper inside of me. You don’t realize it, but it is those grunts that let me know that you are not far either, and I am pleasing you as well. It is that, that sends me closer to the edge. Beads of sweat appear on your brow, the muscles. As I ran my hands down her legs, I mumbled about how my A/C was having a hard time cooling my place down and how miserable it was, and how the cable wasn’t hooked up yet, and basically pouring out my woes to her. She turned over, looked at me intently with sparkling green eyes, held her top against her chest and gestured for me to continue to apply the sunscreen. This time, I felt a series of twitches from within my swim trunks. “You must spend the afternoon with us, then, Adrian. I know, come.