His hand was now travelling along my leg thru my dress, upwards and I decided it was time to leave this place a bit too public.We came outside into th... cold night air and walked over to the dark car park, as we approached his car, he pulled me too him and we began kissing again, his tongue pushing into my mouth and mine into his, we lent against the car for support, his hands now on my blouse, unbuttoning my top his hand went inside my bra, cupping my boob in his hand, he twisted my nipple. “Well like I said, I don’t like your voice anymore so I’m going to make you lose it.” I state. Suddenly I remember this thing will involve blood and get back off him, pick up the gloves pull them over my hands and jump back on him. “This is going to be fun, dad, just some bonding.” I say with probably the biggest grin ever on my face. I grab his jaw and force it open and take out his tongue. I pull it out as far as I can, putt the knife against it and pull his tongue over it severing it. My dad. Debbie did too good a job." "You know," he told me helpfully, "it'd help if you didn't wiggleyour butt like that." George snickered. "I am _not_ wiggling my butt! It's these damned shoes." "Oh, yah, heheh, heheheh, heheh, shoes, heheh..." George'simitation of Beavis was uncanny. "Here, _you_ try 'em if you don't believe me," I said, slipping outof them. The tile was cold on my feet. No socks, or hose, 'cause itwas kind of busy when I got dressed. I didn't miss 'em. The. Maybe I did need to relax and just enjoy what was happening. It sure was fun last night in bed with Ryan, I recalled smiling as I watched."Oh, I'm gonna shoot, I can feel it," Adam panted as he raised up and shoved hard into Stacy arching his hips forward, his eyes closed with a look of sublime happiness on his face. I saw right then that having sex with each other was making them happy, happier than they'd been before. It had brought a sense of closeness and attachment between them that was.