When writing their adventures, I've thought of Carrie as being a completely desperate nympho who's lust drives her to look to her own son and daughter...for satisfaction. She stops at nothing to cum and opens herself up in all ways to make sure she and they get what they want. She's controlled by her pussy, a soft, tingling, wet mushy spot between her thighs that can't be pounded enough.I've thought of Krista as a wild card. She wants to feel in control by initiating sex, but at the same time,. The last guy I was dancing with said to me "you look like you could use some air" I was pretty buzzing he took me by my hand and we walked off the floor going out side walking through the lot I don't know what I was thinking but we stopped by a car in the lot he turned pulling me in his arms then he brought his lips to mine kissing me surprising me, I had only kissed one other man Bill until now but it was nice and I kissed him back. I held him tight and the more we kissed the more I could feel. She moans quietly in my ear, not wanting to wake the kids down the hall. Dimly, as though in another world, I feel the cats jumping off the bed, roused by our activities (and probably less than happy about having their repose disturbed.) Her legs come up and wrap themselves around me, and her hands lock together at my shoulder blades. Her hips begin to rock, responding to the hot length buried inside her. As I move within her, I nibble on her earlobe with the lightest touch. This causes her. Still stroking himself, he slowly begansliding his hand up and down the length of my shaft.I began breathing harder and harder as his gentle handcaressed me. Shortly I whispered to him I was ready tocum and he quickly removed his hand. He leaned over andtold me to meet him in the men’s room. I could hardlyfit my stiff cock into my pants, and touching it mademe pre cum. Quickly walking up the aisle, I went intothe lobby and looked for the men’s room.Entering the men’s room, I.