But alittle while later my ankle slipped out once more."Why don't I hold her feet," Randy suggested."Good idea," Roger said.Randy picked up the ankle ...hat had slipped from Roger's grip and held itup. Then I felt him grasp my other ankle in his other hand. Roger let goof it, and Randy brought it back and put it together with my other ankle,but being held by two hands and not always touching. Roger moved his freearm down under my body beside his other arm that had been holding mywaist, and then. ”“Yes son” She said worried I might not want this as much as she. I let the tension build for almost thirty seconds. “show me your tits” I said with a grin. She returned the knowing smile and unhooked the bra and tossed it. “better” I said”We leaned in and we kissed. “what will the rest of the group think?” “are you k**ding, they’ll buy me drinks at the next get together. A couple of them have already fucked their own k**s and let me fuck them too. This is part of my initiation into the. Since we weren’t supposed to be couples, just the Troutman kids and Jimmy’s pal Larry out for a snack, Lynn and I were sitting up tall, leaving a little space between us. As much as I felt like closing my eyes, like getting lost in the great feeling of her fingers feeling me up through my underwear, I just sat there pretending the only thing I wanted to eat was a burger. My left hand snuck across the space between us. Lynn slid forward a few inches, that position allowed me to pull her zipper. Moses' read, "YOU CAN FLY MY FRIENDLY SKIES ANYTIME, LOVE MOSES. While Luther's read, "NIKKI, WELCOME TO THE MILE HIGH CLUB, L.T.(LOVE POTION #99)." "Interesting," Terry thought, "#99? Oh, that must be a reference to his uniform number. What is the Mile High Club? Possibly something to do with the city of Denver, or maybe their football team." * * * They're greeted by Terry's mother, father, one of his brothers, Don, who's the best man for his brother Tim, and Suzanne, who's Don's wife and.