She is a very open person and takes care to include me in all that she does. She insisted since the time we started dating that I drive her for the "g...rl's night out" and on more occasions than one I have ended up spending the evening with them. Most of her friends are either her childhood friends or have stayed together for the last 20 odd years.So you get the general picture. I was leading the life that people only dream of. In between the job and the money that I got from the car dealership. My baby now standing in an elegant pale pink set of silk pajamas. Wanting to know if she likes and if they are warm I ask. My answer is her crossing her arms in a self embrace and nodding with her brilliant smile. She pads over to me and sits. Strange how we peer at one another, like we have known each other forever, and as if it were the first time. Leaning in, she gives me a small kiss on the cheek. Fingers spread across the silk and a whisper of thanks is swiftly followed by a blush. As. "You see a gun, you worry about the gun. But a military mind recognizes that the gun ain't no more than a tool, no different from a shovel or a hammer. It doesn't shoot by itself any more than a shovel digs or a hammer pounds nails without there's a human being using it. Like they say, guns don't kill people, people kill people. The gun ain't the threat, your enemy holding it's the threat. Understand?"She nodded. "Of course. But if you take away the tool, isn't that the same bottom line?" No,. Even just today, Emilia was a sexy creature way out of her league, just a goddess that he would imagine when he masturbated.Emilia stopped for a moment and pulled her hair back behind her ear. "Does it feel good Drew?" Asked Emilia smiling as she kissed the side of Drew's cock, licking it lightly and then resuming sucking Drew's cock up and down."Yeah, it feels so good... You're good." said Drew. He didn't know what to do aside from sitting in his chair and his arms to the side as Emilia sucked.