She gasped and pushed herself up with the flats of her palms, arching her back and causing her vagina to grasp my thickening erection. Grasping her bu...tocks, I pumped my hips up and down, she threw her head back, her mouth opened but no sound came out, her hips made rapid little jerking movements. She thrust her buttocks back at me and I nearly lost my balance, her hips stopped jerking and she just held herself against me then slumped onto the table. Now it was my turn, I pulled on her thighs. I smiled when Tom opened the door. As he said hello, he placed his hand on the back of my neck and pulled me in. Shutting the door, Tom spun around and hugged me from behind. I'm glad you came, he said. As I told him what I did last night he moved his hands down my chest as he pressed his crotch against me. He guided me to the kitchen. Sitting at the table he handed me a glass of Cola and finished his breakfast. He looked at me strangely for a few minutes. I ask what was wrong. Nothing, he. (Liberals believe that Freedom of Speech and the First Amendment apply only to their views!)I commend Al Steiner ("Greenies"), Megan's Dad and all the others who have had the courage to post "no-sex" stories on this site. For those who are addicted to the sex stories, (yes it is an addiction) if enough of you who flame me would instead ask him, perhaps the webmaster would move the lesser sexually oriented content to a separate section.As for the vindictive low scores, because of my views, there. Peter was taken into a separate office where he had a short but intense interview with another gentleman, and was asked numerous personal questions. Then he was returned to the reception area where he and David waited. After what seemed like an eternity he was presented with a six-month visa and wished a pleasant stay.“That wasn’t so bad, right?”“I felt like I was being grilled by the Bishop about why I wanted to be a priest.”“Well it’s over now, next we call El Al to get your reservation.