”“Spend some time together?” she said, arching an eyebrow.“Kara Blanchard, would you make love with me in my bed? We’ve done it in yours.”...��Yes,” she giggled. “Absolutely!”We removed our clothes and got into bed. We kissed and caressed, then made love to each other. Kara cried out in ecstasy, and I groaned loudly when our final orgasms washed over us. We lay together, cuddling and kissing for a bit, then showered and dressed, and went back to the living room. I lit a fire in the fireplace and. ’ ‘Bad?’ ‘Uh, yes,’ she said apologetically, ‘It’s pretty dark. I need to get a tissue to wipe off the lipstick from your neck and mouth.’ ‘What color?’ I asked, as she walked into the bathroom to retrieve a tissue. ‘Kind of an earthy brown,’ she answered as she wiped my neck and mouth clean. ‘It’s called Brown Sugar.’ ‘Holy crap, Brown Sugar?’ I exclaimed. Marlene was back to the same height as me and it was time for me to see just what she was wearing. ‘Can I take a look?’ I asked. ‘Yeah,. Since I’d started masturbating in my teens I’d soon discovered how ogling the pictures of bra and panty clad women in my mother’s lingerie catalogs enhanced my excitement. Then I’d discovered porn. Masturbating over women in penis straining nude poses in porn had seemed the ultimate. I must have pumped bucket loads over porn magazines. I’d got naked with boys, showing off our hard up cocks, masturbating with them and hand jobbing each other while we ogled porn and played with borrowed girls’. "What. Is it empty?" Why don't you open it and find out," I teased.He did so, ripping the paper off in one stroke."Shit, Tim. You put enough tape on the box?" Joey said, forgetting Suzi's and my parents were in the room. His family cussed in front of each other all the time. Even his mom.The color drained out of his face when he did finally open it."What is it?" Suzi asked.Joey picked the keys up, making the familiar clanking noise that car keys make. I had spent twenty minutes positioning.