He took me in his hands went towards bed room and throw me to the bed. Within seconds he removed his t-shirt and jeans, he is only with his underwear....I can see his cock is pointing out.He hugged me tight and started to kiss on my forehead followed my checks earlobe chin nose everywhere in my face. His tongue and lips are giving me good feel his body warmth is attaching me more to him. He tried French kiss initially not in rhythm but soon both of us got a rhythm and our kissing became so. "So what's second base?"I paused to construct the proper response. One of my buddies had used it to describe getting inside his dates blouse and feeling up her breasts. Was it outside or inside her bra? I couldn't recall.Ruthie offered one possibility. "Maybe it means taking off our tops and kissing. Kissing is the constant and how we're dressed is the variable."Ruthie wasn't stupid after all, and she wasn't shy. She was already unbuttoning her jersey. I stood like a statue. Damn, no bra,. He turned at an almost right angle directly into the avalanche and began going uphill against the flow of snow. The three snowmobiles following him had no choice but to make the same turn or hit him. The e-cass rocked wildly as Ron turned it hard uphill into the avalanche. They were obviously speeding uphill, but were not going anywhere because the snow was flowing beneath them almost as fast as they were moving uphill.The news announcer was repeating "Oh, my God! Oh, my God!" almost as if. (Call Me Maybe)MARYI threw a wish in the wellDon’t ask me I’ll never tellI looked at you as it fellAnd now you’re in my wayCHARLESI’d trade my soul for a wishPennies and dimes for a kissI wasn’t looking for thisBut now you’re in my wayBOTHYour stare was holdingRipped jeans, skin was showin’Hot night, wind was blowin’Where you think you’re going baby?Hey, I just met youand this is crazyBut here’s my number, so call me maybeIt’s hard to lookright at you babyBut here’s my number, so call me.