"You do know that I am considerably older than you, right?" Mann tried to dodge the question."You do not know that for certain, do you?" Karith replie... with a twinkle in her eye and a smile on her lips. "But, that really was not an answer, was it?" Karith, yes, you are beautiful," Mann replied, smiling nervously. "We have a connection; I felt it when I opened my eyes that first time. But, we could never be together because I feel that there is another, the same way I know I could never cause. Although truth be known, I didn't think there was ever much chance.Anyhow after trying a few times to get Erica turned on to the idea of being taken and ravished by another man , and being told in no uncertain terms it would never happen, and if I didn't stop suggesting it I'd be out on my ear, I had given up. So you can imagine how elated, despite the initial shock, I was when it actually came true, and the consequences of her infidelity became obvious. Erica had organised a long weekend off. As you come down from that explosive orgasm you pull me up to your face and kiss me deep and hard. Your tongue swirls in my mouth, almost as if you were trying to taste yourself. After a kiss that seems to last a lifetime, you tell me to fuck you and fuck you hard. I graciously oblige you by standing beside the bed and pulling you to the edge of the mattress so I can have full access to your now sopping pussy. Easily My cock slips into your pussy. Slowly, almost tortuously I enter you. I look. Darla has more curves, is womanlier, much more beautiful than I. I'm... well, I'm a chick from the sticks. Too thin. Wiry. How about meeting me at the Ben Avery Shooting Facility about five o'clock this afternoon? I want to see how good you are with a pistol."Flint looked at David. He nodded."I'll be there," Flint said."A shooting match?" David said to his wife.She sipped her coffee and nodded."I'll be there, too," David said. "This I've got to see."Darla waked barefoot into the room. She.