You grab my face and kiss me, hard and passionate. I pull off my own jacket and throw it. One layer down. You start to lean back, and I am on top of y...u, following you. My hands find their place beside your head, and I can feel your excitement rising. You have made your own tent I see.I pull away and take a deep breathe. Just like dipping your toes in the water to see how cold it really is, I shudder and peel up my shirts to my chest. I inhale the freezing air, exhale shakily, and rip the. " No, I just want to get some more sun, Robbie. I'll be fine. Dusty will keep me company," as she scratched the young dog under his chin. "Dusty's tail thumped against the pool deck in absolute approval.When Robbie went into the kitchen about a half hour later to start another pot of coffee, he glanced out the window over the sink to see Kat laying on her back, eyes closed, one knee raised and languidly waving back and forth. Dusty's chin was resting on her tummy, Kat's hand slowly scratching. I even joined in the jokes about Kevin after a while. We never referred to him by name though. He was Cherry-Popper to the three of us.I might have reformed after the binge fucking, but I couldn't regain my virginity, and wouldn't have gone back there if I could, so I settled down to a more normal life, spending time with nice men, and perhaps giving them access to more than a kiss after a few dates, if it was apparent they were still nice. I can't say I didn't enjoy things, but it was nothing. "It made sense to me so I left the bathroom thrilled that I had seen it. I sat on the sofa while Shay laid on the floor watching TV. After a few episodes Dante had gotten out of the shower and sat next to me on the couch. He was wearing a white wife beater and red baggy basketball shorts. I kept glancing at his crotch and after a while I saw that the bulge in his pants was growing. After a few minutes it looked like something a little smaller than a cucumber was creating a thick line in his.