I kept pumping a few more time until my husband jerked his knees up a little bit and put his hand on mine to keep me from moving anymore. He was too ...sensitive now. Eventually I let go of his penis (which was quickly growing limp) and wiped the remaining semen from my hand onto his belly. That stuff was always disgusting to me. I once knew a girl in college who talked about how guys liked girls to suck their penise and let them cum in there mouths. I thought the idea sounded horrific. I. .." Are you asking me for a date?" she asked, coyly.I glanced at Gary and saw that he was pawing the ground. "You haven't told him you will go with him?" I asked."Are you asking me to go with you?"How could I explain that it was not a date? As far as I was concerned, I was merely fulfilling the request of her sister to watch out for her. "Yes." We'll talk after school," she said, walking away to join Gary. He pawed the ground, obviously thinking he had won the battle.I didn't have to wait for. Missing was her jovial nature and her comments. And quite a few times she appeared distracted and Dusty had to correct her on things she got wrong. It was obvious to him that her mind was elsewhere and so he called a stop to it before one of them got hurt.Mark seemed impressed that Lori and Dusty could do magic, but Lori seemed to be ignoring him as he spoke, and so Mark switched to exclusively talking to only Dusty.Lori eventually left and Dusty invited Mark back to dinner with them. Dusty. “But, not just combat, not just any combat. No, what we feel, the trust we are bound by, comes from being in a situation when your life is on the line and your brother … or sister … never hesitates, never flinches or questions, but moves decisively and effectively to your defense. That is what we have all experienced with each other.” He looked the other men in the eyes and I followed his gaze, each one nodded quietly their agreement. But, as their eyes turned to focus on mine, I had the deep.