If we get out alive it will be good.”“What do you mean?”“Someone on the surface is trying to get you to go there.”“No, I don’t think so....I am sure I have not felt anything telepathic!”“Then I can say no more and as The One once told me, ‘Everyone is entitled to inflict as much suffering on themselves as they wish! The question is will they learn from the pain?’”“Sometimes, I need to make my own decisions!” Jason replied.“That may be true at times, but sometimes you also need to listen to those. " I felt her pulling my labia into her mouth, then letting them slide out between her lips. My thighs trembled as she ate me. We both have boyfriends. She has talked about getting engaged to Camden for god's sake. But this thing with us, it's escalated and holy fuck she's down on me, diddling me with her mouth and I luuvvvvvv it.We started making out for the guys as a show for friends at parties after everyone was pretty drunk. The boys would chant for us (and a few of the girls). Phones would. He thought for a moment he might have to, since Novlik had never seen her before and might get spooked by a strange person in the house, but he was as tired as his master, and was dream-ing dog-dreams by the time Arnie could get out of his wet clothes, curled up peacefully on his sheepskin."I'll introduce them in the morning," said Arnie. "Novlik wouldn't hurt her anyway, even if they ran into each other in the night." With that, he crept quietly off to bed, dying to get rid of a hard-on he'd. OH, NOW. Please fuck me hard." Sharon pleaded. That was all it took for me. I was slamming into her hard as I could. I felt the juice begin to boil out of the end of my cock and splash into her pulsating cunt. Once again, we peaked at the same time, and then collapsed back to the bed, asleep almost before we fell apart.The next day, Sunday, we spent enjoying the sun and sight seeing. Again, Sharon went out in a very short skirt, button blouse just tied below her braless breasts and no panties..