" That is a good place to start so lets get started," I ended that conversation. So here are the lists we made. John's list ... My list1. Chris Redfield 1. Claire Redfield2. Leon Kennedy 2. Jill Valentine 3. Cloud Strife 3. Vincent Valentine 4. Cid Highwind 4. Yuffie Kisaragi5. Barry. I reached out and pinched his nipples, looking at his face to make sure I didn’t wake him up. They were hard and pointy, and he didn’t wake up. I licked on one of them, savoring the feeling of my tongue on the tiny bump. Then I went further: I put my whole mouth on the nipple and sucked on it a bit. I’m sure if he was awake, he’d have liked the feeling.After a minute or so, I finished with his nipples and moved down to his feet. His shoes were still on, black Nike running shoes. I pulled them. I only sucked for a few mintues before he pushed me away. Are you a virgin? Daddy asked. I wish I was, I told him. It doesn't matter, he said and slowly sank his cock into eager sweet pussy. He was proportionately largere than any of the other boys I'd had sex with. With each thrust of his hips I would counter with a thrust of mine own. The rhythm gradually quickened, our perspiration mingled. I wrapped my legs around his back and became absolutely lost in the choir of pleasures I was. I was thinking I should be going home but the thought of spending another night with my wife was not a pleasant one. It wasn't that she was ugly or anything, quite the reverse in fact for even after twenty years and two lovely girls she was even more beautiful than on our wedding day. It was just that she was so cold, she never was into sex even when we were first married and how we ever got two children was a bit of a mystery. In a drunken moment I had spilt my problem to one of the guys in.