Jarrah’s own eyes are the colour of storm clouds… a deep steely grey, but Silas has eyes the colour of unfired terracotta clay, deep and earthy. T...e warmth of them thaws her soul on the coldest of winter days, and cheers her heart at even the worst times. His hair is only slightly darker, but looks almost like the bleached wood of her chair in the bright full sun. When she sees him again, she will run her fingers through it as she kisses him full and slowly. She loves to tousle his hair. In her. "Jon and Ginny, would you two mind giving one another oral satisfaction?" They both heartily agreed, and Ginny knelt down in front of Jon, taking his cock into her mouth. He moaned with pleasure as she slurped and sucked. Jon closed his eyes and put his hand on Ginny's head."This feels so good," he moaned. She took his cock out and looked up at him."Do you want me to swallow?" Yeah,"Ginny ran her tongue up and down Jon's shaft before taking it back into her mouth. He pressed her face against. “The one thing you didn’t do was think.”“I’m not a little kid. I’ve drunk before.”“You’ve had a few beers you snuck with your buddies before. You’ve never drunk liquor before, that I can guarantee.”“What’s the difference?”Jack broke from his cooking and went to the refrigerator, where he pulled out a bottle of Budweiser. “Beer runs about five percent alcohol on average. Some is a bit more, some a bit less, but five percent is a good bet.” He showed her on the label how to read the alcohol. I was home while my husband was away on a job on an oil rig in India, we had been separated for five weeks and he was due home the following week, but had just informed me by email, he might be delayed as finding men were getting difficult so we would have to suck it and wait see.Come Friday evening I waited at the computer we normally 'Skype'd' each other, using video, so we would have some intimate video to relieve our frustration, so in expectation, I sat in netted stockings and a large.