This time the kiss lasted longer, tasted sweeter. I felt his tongue inside my mouth and thought I might just orgasm on the spot. Thinking of that tong...ue now makes me think of other places it could’ve gone. But he pulled away again, breathing heavily and with eyes that were alert and excited. They weren’t the only thing. “There’s just one thing I want to do,” I said, and ran my hand from his neck to the front of his trousers. He followed my hand with his eyes and when it rested on his crotch he. But I wanted to feel his fingers on my skin. I wanted to feel him teasing me and taunting me with playful fingers slowly building me up to orgasm. I was done wondering about these new feelings. That summer I was leaving to go to Germany for a month. We took every oportunity we could to make out. I was shy to tell him how badly I craved his touch on my naked skin. I was sure that I would leave the counrty without the orgasm I so badly wanted. By some miracle, the night before my departure, we. I was trying to decide between an ‘I Love Penn…’ t-shirt and a paper weight in the shape of the liberty bell. There was a crazy bunch of postcards including one of the devil nailed to a cross as if he was Jesus. I plunked down a quarter for that one figuring I should send that to Annette’s Preacher man. God knows he would have made up a wet dream story about that picture postcard. Since it was a little chilly I also bought the ‘I love Penn’ t-shirt, it didn’t say love, it just had a big old. They must have cum, as they both had their cock’s out and up to her mouth, and she was licking them both clean.They got dress and called my wife a slut and whore, and said they would be back to fuck her and the girls again, and they better be ready, as this was the only way to pay off her debt. They asked me, “if I enjoyed the show. Get used to it, for it was going to happen every weekend till the debt is paid. Next time maybe we will shove our cock’s up your ass,” they laughed as they.