I can’t guarantee we won’t wind up in Federal prison. Worst of all, I can’t guarantee that our country will not be pounded with fireballs.“But...I can guarantee that we’ll give it a damn good try, and I’m going to play to succeed.“I need your intellect. I need your guidance. I need to have you challenging me physically and sexually.”Lois got a serious expression, and kneeled in front of me. “I give you my mind, my body, and my spirit in the quest. We are family and beyond family.“My sword is your. He lay panting for a minute while Ellen looked on in glee and wonder. ‘Mmm, I like your cock,’ she said softly, then laughed when it jumped, as if on cue. ‘I think it likes me too!’ .oO(@)Oo. Rich stopped caressing Ellen’s arm. He could feel himself as hard as a rock, but he didn’t want to ruin the romance of the evening. His wife loved sex, tender and loving, hard and fast, but, he knew, she craved their cuddle time. It was when she felt most loved, most cherished. And after ten years of. " I stood there for a while as she sat on the bed and worked my shaft; she was good enough that I had to do some calculations in my head to keep from coming (I find mentally calculating the squares of odd numbers stops any rising orgasm cold). He took a wiff and returned to work, I reached over to the night stand and grabbed my beer. For some reason my mind wandered back to my naive and way under the age of consent days when an older man took advantage of me and I woke up with my first. The match was held on the eastern side of town and we crossed the bridge to go there although we were living in the western part. We liked playing there because the field was cheap and it was nice to go down to Bosphorus after the match. The boy’s brother wasnt a close friend but we had been in the same group of friends and known each other for a long time. I had seen his big brother’s ass in the showers and I used to jerk off thinking about fucking that ass many times. But as usual he was.