We decided to go to a Carvel for ice cream. The car was a two-seater, so mom stayed home. She was happy to because the raw power of the 'Vette scared ...er.The Carvel wasn't far, a mile or so. After we had almost finished our ice cream, she said. "I wish we could just drive for a while and enjoy the wind and the night." That's exactly what I love to do." I exclaimed, surprised. "Let's go!"I tossed my nearly-finished ice cream toward the nearest trash bin, twenty feet away. It went in perfectly,. ", Vicki gently queried, as she lay there, cozily enfolded in her lesbian lover's comforting embrace. "Yes...", Jake(f)'s reply was just as gently spoken. "Tell me... If you had to choose... y'know, between male orgasms and female orgasm... knowing what you know now... irregardless of the fact that it's pretty much a given that... at this juncture... you'd still rather be a man... y'know, rather than a woman... which one would you pick? Male orgasms? Or... female orgasms?" "That's a. But realizing his weakness was still not enough for him to turn the car back on.How do I find the strength to walk away from the situation? He wondered.Mark was not a religious man, but his father had been Catholic, and tried to raise him as one.Please God, I need your help! I know I don’t talk to you, and I may not even believe in you most of the time, but I’m at the end of my rope. I’m afraid this temptation is too much for me, and I don’t want to lose my wife.Mark silently prayed for a few. After a minute or two he slowly kissed his way down her body, much too slow for her. She tried to move her body to make sure that his trail of kisses would not miss what she was sure was his goal.When his lips arrived at the base of her tit they only circled around it. Her arousal was building up fast now, her breathing making her chest heave with each breath. She expected Eric to wrap his lips around her nipple, but he did not. He moved only as far as her aureole, tracing its edge with the.