I loved it when my wife would force her tongue right into my mouth so I could suck it, it was such a huge turn on. I could feel her hand on the side o... my face and I guessed it was the same hand she was using to finger herself and it was wet and had that familiar musky smell. Our lips parted and I licked the tips of her fingers to taste her sweet juice. I began to run my hand down her warm sweaty neck until I reached one of her breasts. I brushed my finger tips over the already hard nipples and. Jeff had the feeling that the floors and ceiling, and maybe the walls to a certain depth, were composed of frozen water, but, somehow, it didn’t appear to be ice as we know it.Eventually, they came to a wall. “Well, now we know how big the place is,” Whitworth started before Jeff pointed to the crack.“Sir, it seems odd that there is a crack on the other side as well, and it sure looks identical to...” His expression changed, as did his voice. “Shit, Sir, that’s the same crack. See that double. The final bell used to ring at 1pm and it was a moment of annoyance as was apparent on faces of both of us. Back in those days, we did not have mobile phones so easily. So, once we left school, it just had to be the next day when we could again talk. Soon, we started getting each other some small gifts like bracelets, anklets, etc. Once a week, we used to go to the McDonalds nearby after school got over. She was very skilled at making seductive faces and making even more seductive noises and we. Do I know this girl? What's her name?"She's Marie Capone. I don't know if you know her or not. She says she knows you." No. Never heard of her." OK. Let me get her and introduce you two. And thanks man. I owe you one. We can meet back here at the Village Diner at eleven."After the introductions, Marie slid into the seat next to me. She was fat, not obese but just fat. I thought to myself,"thank you Ray." Her hair was light auburn, in a page cut and she really had a beautiful face with the most.