" Um, how about biting?" Yes, I can bite you." Maybe I'll need a safe word," she said, pensively."A safe word?" You might go too far, so I can use a s...fe word, like Yellow. You hear it, you stop."He nodded in understanding. He recalled his mother all too well. He had been about six when he watched fascinated as his father beat his mother with a belt. Lashed her behind until the red welts began to bleed, and only then did he stop. Harry had thought that his mother had been very bad to deserve. I'm leaning over you a little, pulling your hair as I regain my balance. Thrusting faster against me, you obviously know what I know. In moments, I'm going to cum. I can't hold back against this.Starting to retract, I feel your feet behind me. Continuing to thrust for a moment, the pleasure is mounting. My skin is tingling. My vision is beginning to sparkle. I'm going to cum. I tell you so, and you moan with delight. I ask you where, and you tell me anywhere I want. This feels amazing. You feel. "I promised you a new adventure and you shall have it. Care to dance?"Angilee hadn't danced since high school. Terry had two left feet and so they seldom went anywhere there was dancing."I'm rather out of practice," she said. "Perhaps you might want to protect your feet, these heels can be lethal." I'll take my chances," he responded laughing, "besides, this should be fun." Fun for whom?" she giggled in return."Both of us!" he said, taking her hand and leading her onto the dance floor.Angilee. I knew I needed it, and Kim was always up for a glass of wine. We were both driving, so we’d need to go easy. But if I knew these three women, and the restaurant, we’d be there long enough for the wine to wear off.I was halfway through my first glass of wine when Kim arrived. We hugged, as we always have, and she kissed me. Lips, but not like a girlfriend. Kim and I had always been close, but never sexual. That was her decision, not mine. We both sat down, and I poured some wine, and just as we.