” she said encouraging him.He reached and squeezed her right cheek softly marveling at the feel of it. Slowly he grabbed her and squeezed her hips a... he brought her towards him. He put his face against her rubbing his face on her cheeks and kissing them softly. He brought one hand around to her front and traced the thin line of hair with his finger down through the soft mound of pubic hair and between the ridge of her lips. She moaned softly and pushed back her butt on his face. He slipped one. Jack lay quiet and reveled in the fresh sensation her touch brought to his skin.She started to wash his right foot and his toes twitched. No, it had to be her imagination. She washed his left foot and the whole foot moved. That was not her imagination. "Jack, do you feel anything in your feet?" Yeah, a kind of a needle sharp wiggly feeling, why?" He looked down his body at her and watched as she washed his legs.Then she took hold of his penis and he said, "Holy Christ! I sure as hell feel. "What are you..." Realization dawned on him. "Oh my God," he said, shaking his head strenuously. "That is not what we're saying at all, Jake. Jesus. How could you think something like that?" Something like what?" Helen asked carefully. "I think I missed something." He was thinking that me and Tom and Stan and Cindy are some kind of... of... swingers or something," Mary said with disgust. "I can't believe that would even cross your mind, Jake." You were thinking that?" Helen asked, astonished.. " As if I would have had any choice," Nicole laughed. "Needless to say, I didn't get a lot of teaching done that morning, the kids all thought it was a scream, and the story got all over town."Scooter shook her head. "So, you wore handcuffs what, three days straight?" A little more than that," Nicole smiled. "Wearing them was a pain in the butt, but I knew Carole had managed it, so I really couldn't complain." You have to admit," Randy laughed, "It did make what there was of our honeymoon even.