Sara rose, flushed, and took a sip of wine. She moved close to Steve, pressing her body against him, grabbing his penis with her free hand, and said "... want this back inside me as soon as possible, you know. Kiss me.'The kiss was brief, and when they reached the bed again, Steve slipped his limp member into her still-wet vagina. They arranged pillows and settled in to talk, still joined at the hips, the bottle of wine not far away."I'm going to take you at your word, Sara, and start at the. “If you don’t hate me, then what do you feel?”“Nothing. I don’t remember you at all.”I flinched before her words.Knight-Errant AngelaIt was so strange facing the man I must have once loved. Here stood the hole in my memories, the shadow that I couldn’t ever make out in my thoughts. My memories danced around him. I could see the love in his handsome face. He was every inch the dashing knight, flowing hair peeking out the sides of his helmet, looking so powerful astride his black warhorse.But. I then felt her small hands on my big hairless balls. I turned my head to kiss Mrs. Smith. Her big breast were pressed against my side. Mrs. Smith pulled off our kiss. She then pulled my top off over my head. I still had on my white wife beater as she ran her hands under it. She ran her long nails down my bare chest and abs. I then felt Shelly hands on my abs. She ran her small hands up my chest. I gasped when I felt half my cock down Shelly throat. She was gasping for air as she deep throated. Christine moved forward warily, with Alan just behind her, until she cleared the far side of The Clubhouse. She stopped and looked around. She said quietly, "I don't see anything. There's no one here. And I haven't heard any screams for a while." Yeah, it looks that way, and I haven't heard any, either," he admitted. "But the sound could have been coming from maybe inside one of the tennis courts. Or racquetball courts." He pointed in one direction. "Or maybe from inside the pool area." He.