‘Warm it up,’ I told her. ‘God, what is it about you? I feel like I could do anything. Act out any fantasy.’ I looked deep in her eyes. ‘You...just may.’ ‘Oh god. Just fuck me. I need you in again me so bad.’ ‘When I’m ready.’ ‘What about when I’m ready?’ I spun her around. She face the world naked, her beautiful breasts bared for all to see. I grabbed her by the wrists and brought them down, holding them firmly until she got the idea. Then my hands slid up her sides, moving forward to touch her. " Really! I never knew that!"Warren looked at her, bemused. "Jess, is that a glimmer I see in your eye?" Yup. I want us to tie Sophie up. I have some ideas." We don't do pain," Warren cautioned."Neither do I," Jess agreed."What do you have in mind?" Jessie told him. A grin spread across his face. "Ooooh, I like it!"The next night was a Friday. The threesome ate, chatted a bit, then put Betsy to bed. When she was in her room and asleep, Jess pulled Sophie off the couch and led her into the. Koen raised his hips higher. "Put another pillow under you," ordered Bob. As Bob sawed in and out, he lowered his head and kissed each tender mound. His tongue came out and licked the hillocks. Bob moved his tongue closer to the boys hole and forced it in alongside his fingers. Koen was in ecstasy. "Put your dick inside me. Fuck me hard." "OK here it goes." Bob removed his fingers. Koen's hole didn't closeall the way as a result of the fingering. He squeezed a few dabs of KY on his stiff,. "That's pretty much all the letter said. It wasn't even handwritten." "Oh, man.' he said. Usually the Marines treated their war widows fairly well, the ones who's husbands had honored themselves, at least, but sometimes someone could slip through the cracks and get lost. Jason had died during a black ops mission, an assassination mission, and all the dead had been disavowed. His body was probably still under the rubble of the building, with the others. She hadn't even gotten anything back.