I liked them. A lot. They were hard; they were soft. They were heavy; they were light. They were most certainly mouthwatering and enticing.It was at t...is moment that Gina called downstairs letting us know that dinner was ready. I smiled ruefully at Maygan and said, “We should go upstairs. It wouldn’t do to keep the moms waiting.We were eating in the formal dining room this night. The moms had done a phenomenal job of putting together one of my favorite pasta dishes. Grilled chicken Alfredo with. Sandy is my longtime friend. This is something I just wanted to try. Trying it once doesn't mean you've experienced it fully. As far as telling me what to do you're right. I probably wouldn't have hooked up with Sandy if you were dead set against it. Then again honesty is a big part of a relationship. I'm not fucking other guys and you're not fucking other girls, that I know of. I'm not Johnny chimed in.So to speak we're in a committed relationship.Would you like to watch next time? You can't. When they reached the top of the stairs, she looked at both apartments, then him and raised an eyebrow questioningly.He didn’t need to be asked. He slid the key in his door and no sooner had they got through it, she was pressed up against him, her hips pressing against his. He grabbed her hair, pulled it back and bit into her neck roughly. She moaned again, a guttural, animal sound that sent him searching for his self control. He didn’t find it and gave up, lifted her up by her ass and carried. I really can’t let this get reported to the chief.” Without the glare of the flashlight, my eyes had now become accustomed to the dark. I got my first real look at the woman who had pulled me over. Even with the chunky body armor and gunbelt bristling with equipment, it was obvious that she had a pretty good body. My cock continued its salute. “I’ll tell you what; you let me frisk you the way you just frisked me, and we’ll call it even.” I was mostly joking, but she appeared to take it quite.