I watch the flush reach your neck, your lips part, your eyes, locked with mine, start to roll back, and pull you into my mouth as I thrust my fingers ...eeply into you. Your back arches as you cry out, pressing your breast into my hand, your pussy against my lips, your head falling back to the pillow as a shudder passes through you. I hold your clit in my mouth as another shiver runs through you, your body twisting against the bed. On the third wave, I am already kissing my way back up your. All of us went in on two eight balls, which J went to pickup and bring back. Meanwhile, Sara & I had a gram of our own set aside that we decided to share with Mike. Sitting on our bed passing the pipe around, naturally the conversation turned sexual, & it became evident that Mike knew some things about Sara and I before hed even met us. We quickly realized that J Rock had told Mike about his romp with my wife 5 days ago, and after 4 months of lockup, he was wound up tight enough already, &. "We should've grown old together, Darla," I said. "It's what should've been." I paused. "Sixteen damn years gone!" I turned one last time and went out. Nothing else was said. That was the beginning of what I was sure was going to be a truly sad tale. That, at least from my point of view if not hers, theirs. Neither of us heard them, the kids. But, they, I would later discover had heard us. **** 1982 Darla and I met in college during our mutual senior years; we, the both of us, just. What we saw was bundles wrapped in plastic in what appeared to be about like ten-pound sacks of flour or sugar. We were pretty sure it wasn't sugar or flour that they were pulling out of the three pontoons and the cargo area of the LSA. The LSA looked like one of the Czech Sport Aircraft Sportcruiser craft with pontoons rather than the normal tricycle gear. This was one of the long-distance cruiser aircraft. I looked it up once I had the chance to see if I could figure out the range of this.