"When she touches him, sliding her arms around his waist and pulling him close, there's no dazzling flash of light, no unearthly sensation, but the bu...s in his stomach go away, and he doesn't feel like throwing up anymore. He expects her skin to be cold and stiff, or perhaps misty and unsubstantial, but it is neither. Her body is soft, and warm, and undeniably alive. None of this makes any sort of sense, but Rob is beyond caring. She's here, she's alive, and he never wants to let her go.She. I sense you quiver again, a slight pressure as you press your firm buttocks against my cock. With your fear, I also sense your excitement. My body follows the contour of your torso bent over the table, I again feel your buttocks clench and rise to meet my swelling cock. My jeans are so tight, and my erection threatens to burst through the stiff denim.I gentle glide my fingertips along your spin, you quiver and moan. I feel your shoulders rise to my touch. I cut the two shoulder straps of your. "Slow down. What's the rush?" his mom would ask.He would apologize and return to the posted speed limit. As the images of finally having sex with Loni crept back into his mind the speedometer began to increase. Two hours later they arrived at the lake and were greeted by the sight of an older double wide mobile home with an enclosed porch about twenty paces from theirs.He saw Loni stretched out on a chaise lounge chair on the boat dock as they pulled up. When she recognized the minivan she. They kissed and fondled nonstop. With her on top of him sliding his stiffening cock between the soaking wet lips of her pussy he rolled her over and prepared to mount her proper. As his cock slowly entered her the rest of the world went away. He was home. That first stroke was always wonderful. Like the first drag off a good cigar or the first drink of a cold beer. He planted himself in her as far as he could. Their bodies crushed into each other. They couldn’t get any closer even though they.