’ ‘I am so sorry Frank, I did not mean for you to have to relive such a painful memory.’ ‘Antonia, it is okay. I relive that afternoon every d...y of my life.’ Frank closed his eyes, and moved his head back towards the headrest. He was trying to see the faces of his friends before they were blackened forever by death. The wounds he received that day in Afghanistan and had nothing to do with the wounds the Caruso’s thought he was dealing with. However, as he looked at the faces of his friends, as. As his tongue pushed into mypuckered asshole.I felt my cock start to come back to life. I was amazedhow MUCH of his tongue he could push into my asshole!(I found out later he could stick his tongue out muchfurther than anyone else I had ever seen!) And it wasALL up my ass! Again, this went on for a LONG time. If I hadn’t justcum, this tongue reaming would have pushed me over theedge in minutes! I held on as long as I could, buteventually told him I was close again.“I’d like to. You are turning me on, really turning me on,” I tell Jon as I tease my nipples with my legs wide apart.I watch fascinated as Stuart varies his technique as he pushes Jon’s erection upwards and licks the underside of it then licks his balls before he takes most of it in his mouth and sucks it very softly.I was so engrossed in watching the two men I had almost forgotten Denise was here until I became aware of her standing beind me and teasing my nipples with her fingertips: very enjoyable and. I was feeling things for him that I never had with anyone before. I was free of any man and far from home. For the first time in my life, I could do what I saw fit. I knew then that Red Elk was stealing my heart, and the very idea of succumbing to those feelings was as terrifying as it was irresistible! It was wrong, and maybe even a sin, but I felt a need to be touched and held that made me whimper in his arms. Everything I'd been brought up to believe told me to stop, to run from the wild.