“Arthur looks like he’s aged a decade. He must’ve been beaten up worse than that agent let on.”Arthur turned toward them. “Kara ... Adam ......So good to see you.” Kara moved toward him and they hugged.“Is that your only bag?” Adam asked.“It is, I’m afraid. All I took with me is left behind. I was quite incommunicado until I reached home soil. Then I discovered my email had been disabled. That business with Western Union probably set off a red flag. I have a lot to get re-established, but right. ”“Since you don’t, I don’t stroke the breasts that would expose.”“I don’t unbutton your shirt while your hands are busy.”“So, we don’t kiss while skin touches skin.”“We don’t even kiss with tongue touching tongue, delightful as that taste is.”“Because it’s Lent, I don’t hold you against me with one hand cuddling a breast and the other stroking your marvelous pussy though your clothes.”“Then I don’t rub my derriere across your groin to feel your cock harden.”“And I don’t slip my hand in the. Over lunch Steph told us about some of the fun things to do around the area (that weren't necessarily in the travel brochures). Cindy got real excited about a dance club that was just up the street. Now I know Steph was having a big influence on her, because in the last ten years Cindy had never wanted to go dancing. Steph was talking about a cute shop where they could pick up some club wear, so after paying the bill I headed over to the hotel while the girls went shopping.After getting a hot. “It’s been a while since I’ve had sex,” I managed to moan.“Well pardon me for saying so, but Mr. M is crazy. If I lived in the same house as you, I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands off of you.”He rolled quickly then pinning me beneath him. His hands went to my hips stilling them keeping me from rocking them up into mine. When I whimpered at the preventative measure he chuckled softly.“So eager,” he murmured slowly sliding in and out of my cunt. “Caleb, please,”“You want me to fuck you hard.